Delusions
Betrayed by my dreams
Astrayed by an anonymous reality
I slowly fell into madness, only to discover a more
haunting emptiness
And thus, winter arrived in may
leaving me enshrouded in confusion
and sentenced to a perpetual loneliness
Decaying from the encroaching madness
Drifting away to avoid the pain
Nauseous from a plastic world of illusions
I began to run
With one listening to untold sermons
the Priest inside dissolved
Watching wants turn into needs
Searching in futility's name
I began to create
To revel in fantasy
To imagine that which never solidifies
to delude, in the name of happiness, my insipid world
And thus to again live in the frivolous doubt of death
Smiling, in now see you, in all your pomp and glory
So absorbed into the mob mentality
Oblivious to your spiritual essence, worthless in my wake
You run from your own haunting emptiness
Caught in a quagmire of illusions,
You live to impress......
To succeed in a world of pure folly
Running from the pervasive falsity,
You must feel superior to be equal
So driven by a creeping worthlessness
You create your own illusion of importance
Your image more sacred than your distant God
Your imagined worth your only source of happiness
Thus happiness exists, whether delusory of real,
You with your almighty, deception riddled importance
And I with my flights into fantasy
So God pardon the madman's intrusion
I speak for those caught in their own created illusion
As happiness rules, each finds his own solution
Thus in the name of sanity, I now announce
To each his own Delusion
Copyright © Eric Adagio Azteca | Year Posted 2015
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