Starkness Of Reality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Starkness of reality grates against my soul, raking it through
a despondent hell, fallacies lengthen, quicken, rebound against
what I know as truth.

Watching everything as it passes by, sadly feeling an intense
sorrow pulling down shades of my mind, closing it off from the
hurting lies of life.

Roaming around in imagination of creativity, shutting out the
world for it is much too harsh and decadent for this gentle
soul.

Rising always to the beckoning light of self-disclosure,
floundering in realms of envy and jealousy, not knowing what
to do to defend myself against the onslaught of shallow,
uncaring people.