Irony

 

Do I think it true
Because it is
Or because I want it to be?

I cannot see
The bonds that blind me
But I know they’re there

Death isn’t tragic
But how death occurs
Most often is

Fantasy
Can only exist
If I’m an active participant


This poem is from the book, ‘A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken’.

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