The Death of Illusion



Take a breath, slip away -
See if they notice that you're gone one day.
You've been looking for validation in an empty cup
From those who don't know which way is up
Or down,
Which is where we're all going.
This boat they call a luxury yacht
Is sinking and on fire,
Tethered to the words of a liar
Screaming platitudes and beatitudes
Safely on a distant shore.
But I ain't gonna work on Maggie's Farm no more,
I'm gonna save myself from this delusional blaze
As the other passengers stay lost
In an illusion haze will tell me
I'm the lost one, a loser,
That I'm missing the point of this beautiful boat.
Well, fxck you, because you're fxcking yourselves
I shout at them
As I plunge into the water, the known unknown
To be reborn into the truth of confusion,
The death of illusion,
And save myself.

About this poem

Anger and hostility expressed over political nonsense, written in 2019.

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Written on June 15, 2019

Submitted by KrissLuckett on September 20, 2021

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme AABBCDEFFGHHGIJFKGLMNNO
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 777
Words 150
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 23

Kriss Luckett

Songwriter, amateur poet, professional performing musician. I'm also an artist, and "mom" to an amazing 12 year old son. I live in Indianapolis, IN with my husband and son (who are my musical partners), and a ridiculous number of pets. I'm a self-employed massage therapist, and have owned my own business since 2015. In my rare spare time, I like to kayak, camp, and bake, and I collect vinyl records. I have been a performing musician for 32 years, with roots in punk and alt-rock and modern folk. My non-musical writing has been mostly for my own personal enjoyment, but I am broadening my scope of exposure, and hope to publish at some point. I have recorded 6 albums in my music career, with aspirations of recording a solo record at some point in the near future. My inspiration comes from my own experiences, the experiences of friends and characters, musings on the state of the world and life in general, and stories I make up. I am not a "look out my window and ponder the flowers" sort of writer, although there's nothing wrong with that. I began writing for enjoyment in high school, when I had a teacher who recognized my penchant for writing "dark stories", and encouraged me to keep at it. I grew up in small town Indiana, where "girls just don't write such things", so I have kept most of my edgier writing to myself. This is the first place I've published anything that wasn't songwriting. Hope you enjoy my work. more…

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