Examining to reflect,
Upon one's own...
Mental thought process.
With this overdue to need,
An introspection.
Not so easy to accept and believe,
The possibility of that day...
Comes to leave,
A deluded life to live it...
Left stripped bare,
From all that has been fantasized.
Traumatic, dramatic and fact based.
Is the doing to face,
Removing to replace...
A masquerading to charade.
And...
Made to see clearly for oneself,
Like no one else can do.
A truth to confront.
Without alibis to use.
Or creative excuses quickly produced.
When one eventually removes their mask.
With no reason to ask or deny,
What the serving of a purpose had been.
And to who's benefit received,
One's only objective to be...
Self serving.
Self indulged.
Obviously narcissistic.
Ego driven.
And...
Absent of having empathy.
Shown to give it or to anyone known.
"My God.
You look like hell.
How did your self assessment go? "
-I...uh...
I had to stop.-
"Stop?
Why? "
-Too many lies! -
"Never accept what others say,
To take so personally.
You know yourself,
Better than anyone else."
-I thought that too.
But the truth and I disagree.-
"Disagree?
About what? "
-Reality! -
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem