Upholding the Fantasy Truths

Fluent the guise of confidence,
upholding the delusion of worth
held in desperate stance,
the truth so sharp, so jaded,
feeling inadequate, superseded,
and as that clothing wears thin,
the skeletal remains reveal,
so vulnerable those with little hold
on reality, tainted their mentality,
their self-loathing
the totality of life.
Broken people abide their fantasies,
pretense a legacy of outright hate,
given this loathed self-image,
unloved from birth, a skewed capacity
they strive to just survive
their own harsh expectations,
to appear in control of a life so lost,
they live in their own world,
placated by delusions and lies
to compromise the truth,
the stark image of self.
Sadly I see them,
going through their days on tenterhooks,
guilt-ridden and paranoid,
feeling so prone, so vulnerable,
yet pretending control
and living for their perceived image,
superficiality their connection to society,
notoriety sought in dull belief
that they are successful,
somehow better than those
they strive to be.
Their honesty is like being amoral,
not at all understanding the concept,
as they lie and uphold their delusions,
proficiently acting their multi-faceted roles:
emotional victim, always the savior,
best parent, best partner, best employee,
whatever suits their wanted image,
as they precisely plan each move and play,
desperately looking for approval,
often forced by ultimatums
and desperate measures.
Tony DeLorger © 2018
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