Just Tuck Me In...Me and My Delusions

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Just Tuck me in... Me and my Delusions

By Tony DeLorger © 2013


Delusion is a chosen human trait,

far easier than the truth,

which we deny vehemently,

in the hopes of maintaining

our perceptions of self and worth.

One can live in this bubble for life,

blissfully ignorant,

focussed on the shallow aspects,

the mundane meaningless trivia,

of mechanical survival,

without once considering life itself,

the meaning and complexity of humanity,

and its potential.

Truth is a much maligned concept,

uncovering all that gives comfort,

all that we, in our imperfection,

can't admit without feeling

and appearing inadequate.

And so it goes on,

generation after generation

of blind and limited lives,

wallowing in false beliefs and ideals,

thinking all will be well,

within our worlds of painstaking structure,

of acceptable bounds,

of emotionally affordable restraints.

When the shroud is torn from being,

be it from illness, enlightenment or even choice,

reality is tragically saddening,

the wasting of potential painful,

the depth of delusion beyond understanding,

that we live in a fantasy,

lined with unfaltering egos,

unfathomable betrayal,

a heartless, compassion-less

existence.

When the veil has fallen,

what remains, seen by an honest and open heart,

goes beyond pain,

beyond suffering,

baring questions of justification,

of purpose and meaning

within the walls of this guise of life.

Hanging on is difficult,

requiring great fortitude,

and when a mind is open to this reality,

it is plundered by the negative,

twisted, flayed and shredded

by the confusion between truth and delusion,

what we have been brought up to believe.

At this point a mind can choose oblivion,

a return to delusion or live an excruciating life,

on the edge of the abyss,

witnessing the unfolding of humanity.

In these three worlds I now reside, direction still undecided.


We always have choice, but often even the choices aren't choices enough. Delusion therefore is a valued choice, when the reality is just too much to bare. But, no matter, all roads lead to Rome.

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Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Much appreciated Diana, I'm glad you connected with it.


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Tony DeLorger 3 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Glad you enjoyed it Linda, nice to hear from you.


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Minnetonka Twin 3 years ago from Minnesota

Wow Tony-This is a powerful poem with a important message. Well written my friend.


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Diana Lee 3 years ago from Potter County, Pa.

This is another well thought out choice of words, Tony, you have a special gift. Voted up.

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