By Tony DeLorger © 2012
Puerile the snap, all the judgements made,
in hast, in bitter torment, the defenceless tirades,
to prop our egos so fragile and make,
insecurities and truths too real for us to take.
Funny how resolute we become in defence,
to protect the lies and the deceptions we vent,
like rabbits in burrows all silent and safe,
the presence of life is a conclusion mistake.
Driven by fear and the shame of denial,
we so easily drift in a stagnant lifestyle,
penning the wins and ignoring defeat,
to protect all the lies and the secrets we keep.
If only we’d make peace with our tormented selves,
accept all the faults and the lies that we’ve held,
to bolster our vision of truth and self-worth,
but in reality denigrate our credibility or worse.
Truth is a pure and caustic resolve,
but thought it comes freedom and peace to absolve,
all the secrets that keep us so still in our lives,
and limit our passage and the joys to survive.
Facing the demons can only uplift,
a soul with intentions but a weakness to drift,
and in accepting the darkness that resides in us all,
we release it from harm and in heart make that call.
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