Distorted Illusions

“Distorted Illusions” He chased His illusions most of His life; And delved head first into many unsavory relations. Changing women, changing wives; While all along running from coming condemnations. Where once the future laid there before Him; It has now become a memory of the past. Regretting what He’ll never have again; His sorrows lie there before him, aligned and amassed. In those times of celebration and joy; While others rejoice He only cries from His heart. He understands not the reasons for His ploy; Nor can He conclude the cause or the start. In the vehicle of His life with His hands on the wheel; He pays close attention for disaster is no stranger. There on the side of the road He sees that which to Him appeals; But He looks only straight forward for the coming danger. Sitting there beside Him is the cloaked lady of deception. She laughs and smiles while all the while; She distorts His every desire and most of His conceptions. And hopelessly he continues on through all the endless miles