They believed his easy smile
the laughter at all the right places
while he cloaked his deception through necessity
as the world within him clung to distortions
Illness subtly ate at his reason
making it impossible to disguise the turmoil within
unless he buried it under the things he loved:
games, computers, politics, religion
Intellect guided him to delude
to use his words to hide his thoughts
Need shepherded him to security
safety with the familiar:
church and keyboard, childhood ritual and digital certainty
where he shared with his surrogates
the Truths he let them see
Security in his world narrowed down
into a box of silent despair
broken only by the words, “I love you”
Copyright 2011 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
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