Delusions Of Grandure
Illusions of fulfillment, peace and happiness...So quietly , swiftly, smoothly take over me.
Enveloping my brain, my heart, my soul.
Pushing aside any normal feelings that at one point in time resided there.
These facades as I see them are becoming inept at disguising themselves.
Losing grip over all emotion, reaction and trust have become more than a mere afterthought.
Not knowing which direction is accurate or positive.
Misunderstanding the absolute destiny: of which has been placed before me.
Enabling my search on a different, constantly varying plane.
Instability revealing the common thread , primary stature of my existence.
Creating with it new found constructs of what is normal, because honestly there is no such thing as Normal...
Experiencing life with all it's libations, ridicules and consequences comes at what cost?
Do I close these eyes, so that no visions of the evil that saturates this world?
Do I shut my mouth allotting others to make decisions for me, No longer being my own individual?
Do I plug my ears in the hope that I will not bear the sound of music?
NO! NO! No!
I will take all of the illusions, all facades , along with every misunderstanding, make them mine, own them!
Take responsibility for who you are, where you are and what you do.
Learn the necessary tools to convey my growth from all of the experiences, after all this is what we were created for...
No delusions of grandeur here just good ol' belief in what I can and will give back to this society, how it can and may take from me.
Patricia R. Leebert
10/17/2009
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