A Cinderella Man Poem by Michael Vinicio Camacho Menéndez

I’m home alone at three am
The sound of silence blow out my brain
And look around is just the pain
This is how this story ends
There wasn’t light all now is dark
The broken heart of this poor guy
He found one day, his own soul mate
And he just thought…..well he just thought
He fell in love ……well he just fell
And never notice all was a game
This little boy was only playing
With his heart, soul and brain
And later then he realize
This entire joke around his heart
And in this moment the crystal’s shoes
In thousand pieces over the floor
He run away, didn’t turn back
His precious clothes is all wet now
And this joke just destroy
All around this naive boy
The happiness haven’t a point
Over this tale the faith is gone
And this is how this story ends
With my story: The disgrace of Cinderella Man.