To also try and ignite a spark of sorts. Off top of my head...

Textured motions play deep within
Beating down upon churning soul
For so long sat looking down
Upon this world of theatre
Singing it's timeless songs
As life passed so varied
Many a time statuesque
Absorbing tears once fallen
Of broken children cries
Wife driven to lies
By these isolated thoughts
Destined to be alone
Distanced yet so close
Discriminating to none
Merely a tool of strife
Choosing to stay hidden
Weathered by visions
To transparent remains
Let death take this sword
This guitar so strummed
To humanity decaying
Like me back then
Till silence fell cold
Nothing ever more...

EDIT: Added the line - destined to be alone...