Image: Lauren Treece
You lived for the past
Remember when you used to say
We became the family who recalls.
Your skulls you gathered around you
Clung like a limpet to each of them.
You imagined past glories
Espoused feats of bravery and skill
All living happily in your head.
Reality is easy to deny
When laced with pain
The thought of not being whom you believed.
But you braved it daily
Spun one more tale
Deceit upon deceit
Until no one was sure what was up
And what was down.
You impressed all you set out to.
They in turn sung your praises
Feasted on skeleton words
The flashing hollow smile.
Saw no reason to look past your charade.
And all the while you
Bathed in adulation
No one saw you
Add skull upon skull
They were your own kind.