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Delusionary

Assessment

By Steve RichardPublished 5 years ago 2 min read

Delusionary Assessment-

Uncommon.. For me to feel well.. Sitting upon my crumbling throne.. Dwelling in this negativity.. Hard to unsee.. That you have no issues.. Able to soak up whatever sun I was able to keep stored.. I feel so ignored..

Delusionary Assessment..

Self talk provides me my intel.. It really shines through if you can’t tell.. Everyone feels my intrusion.. Never taking for granted this all may be yet just another delusion..

Plain ? Why then is it so hard for you to see ? How can this be ? So heavy minded.. No other headspace allows me to mourn.. Our life.. Long since departed.. Forcing my vessel to express everything with art..Through this we shall never part again.. You will always be the one who broke my heart.. Give me that grin.. What was my sin ?

Delusionary Assessment..

Assembling fortunes.. Never adding up to be enough.. Nothing trying to import.. Pain my only offering exports.. Process them errors.. Shipping will be going out with no further delay’s.. What’s that worth ? Do I need to abort ? These missions of saving my escorts through my tragedy.. Should I just find someone that is happy to have me ? Hold on your judgments for your day in moral court..

Everyone feels my intrusion.. Never taking it for granted this all may be yet another delusion..

Soon to be healed.. Up for another scar ? Still vulnerable.. Feeling attacked.. From here and afar.. Dodging that energy .. Avoiding accountability.. For actions I plan on making.. Staying disconnected to the ones that feel that I’m played out.. Finally finding ones that I can’t go without.. My only source of wealth is working on my mental health..

Delusionary Assessment..

I only have myself to save.. This is where you need to be brave.. Breaking up everything I gave.. Losing regard.. You killed that in me.. Bringing back that monster I once created.. Hunting for that taste .. Praying to the moon above..

Everyone feels my intrusion.. Never taking it for granted.. This all may yet be another delusion..

I made my decision.. Stay never stray.. Somehow you still wanted to get away.. So why stay in pain? What do I find in here ? Besides myself ? Here I’m unlaid.. Never paid.. Worn and constantly frayed.. Leaving now wondering why I had to be so grave..

Commencement of confusions Have well been on their way and very much on display.. I took no pride in the happenings of that day.. Feel free to act accordingly..

Delusionary Assessment..

My concern about this conclusion.. That Life is the intrusion.. To reach higher is my solution.. Anything else just sounds inaudible to me.. Smooth enough to be expensive noise pollution.. You get That ? Where can I put this ? My heart and mind decided to bind with a cloud you will never find.. How come we are all capable of being so blind..

Not taking it for granted.. This all may be yet just another delusion..

Days still have to end.. Minds of hearts have to mend.. Souls need to defend.. Protection is a must through the unknown.. To guide us in our dreams so vivid.. we can’t understand why we had to relive it..

Delusionary Assessment..

Granted or not .. These delusions I feel.. This one and all of the rest.. I’m just trying to get it all of my chest..

Poetry By Cycle Of Scars

Artwork by Artist Unknown

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Steve Richard

I’m currently working on a project called cycle of scars .. I hope everyone enjoys my journey of life with my unique perspectives .. I appreciate any support and or feedback along the way .. happy reading ..

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