Rationalisation Poem by Mary Champion

RAtionalisation!
That's all it was -
rationalising my irrationality,
making sense of my insanity,
a justification for my unjustifiable infatuation.
I could not live with the meaningless monstrosity
that had led to such madness.
And so, I strove to give it meaning -
slowly, painfully I wrote the script
loading it with universal significance.
So detached was I, from brutal, pointless reality,
that I conjured an imaginary guide
who seemed to have taken my hand
and directed my pen.
But this was truly a tale told by an idiot -
unconnected to anything of substance.
It was a comforting lie -
a delusion -
and I have sacrificed half of my life to serve it.