Transcendence

It was the worst 

Form of abuse!

He tried his best,

Hoping to reduce,

The pain it caused!

Chocolates and juice,

Food usually helped!

But tonight no use,

No one really cared,

He conveniently deduced!

His dear mom long dead,

To fans, he got introduced,

Yet he could sense the end,

To everything he once cherished!

A superstar, they called,

Brilliant student, others said.

But deep inside, he wondered,

If he was worth anything he made!

Name and fame aplenty,

Fortune too, all self-made!

But the void since he was twenty,

Surpassed every accolade,

He was ever presented...

Loneliness took its toll,

Movie scripts and dialogues...

Meant little more than a tale tall,

Rest of the time just monologues!

Sometimes you know a man in real,

Once he is lost in the unreal...