No Peace Within It Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Those who deliver lies,
Do their best...
To make them come true.
Only to prove to others,
How misery clings...
Onto a demented mind,
Seeking to be believed.
From a shallowness,
Conceived.

And there is no peace...
Dwelling within it,
At all.
Nor none to share or leave.
It stays in mental conflict!
This mind...
Exposed for others to see.
With a credibility that leaks,
A public bleeding.
From a self defeating deceit!