getting sicker , face pale and wan
the wretched sickness,
and his tell tale heart,
splitting past and future wide apart,
falls deeper down,  needs to hide,
cannot stop the turning tide,
fights storm tossed waves, one by one,
while bad deeds topple, underneath hot sun,
others notice a new demeanor,
a once good man, now hard and meaner,
a young horse bolts out of the stable,
old mans myths,  his,stories,  fable.
a prince no longer, no longer sought,
he brought the battle,
spare a thought,
pray with strong aroma of frank  sense,
snapped chords of love,  past tense,
passages of time, wreaked havoc long and hard,
a broken mirror lies by truth discard.