Fake

A poem about lying to yourself

Fake it till you've fallen
Farther than you thought
Until your dreams lie whithering
In heaps of death and rot

Until you find you've lied
To everyone you know
And took a patch of sand and dust
As the foundation of your home

And watch as rising tides
Wash away your hope
And you find your heart too heavy
To be supported by the rope

And when you lose yourself
You find you cannot grieve
For in the depth of soul you know
It was you that made you leave

Author's Note

Hand me my @$$. I need some criticism.

Reviews

[MysteriousAries]

A very strong message you have here... A must read for them who seems to lost their path...

[Maria]

Hmm, well, I really liked how this was written out, and the topic in itself, is very intriguing as well. Loved how you expressed your ideas and thoughts on this piece. Well done

[GeraldFIngBurke]

Thank you!

[Maria]

You are welcomed.

[Carol Cashes]

People lie to themselves all. The. Time. That he/she acknowledges his part in his crumbled emotional state at the very end gives the reader the hope that his next "house" of dreams will have a better foundation. Nicely dine

[GeraldFIngBurke]

I like your read on it. Thank you for the review!