“Insanity (Of the Unfortunate One)”

“Insanity (Of the Unfortunate One)”
Humiliation felt
I know
But there is no answer
For what you’ve become
Experienced things that
Many have not
But you could have been better
Than what you’ve become
Turn the page to find a
True disgrace to those
Who keep it inside
You lie of the pain we feel
Have most fooled
But some see through
Yes the lies will surface
Eventually
The ink of circus stars will perish
With your dying flesh
And no one shall remember
Your legacy
All your lies remembered
With your dying breath
Bastard son
No color
You’ve forgotten
Your own father
Have you even tried
To remember him?
Lie of achievements
Many have mastered
But you have
Accomplished none
Try to harm those
With good intent
The same to rip down the circus tent
And take away all your fun
Aaaaagggggghhhhhh, insanity
Of the unfortunate one

Reached out for help
I was there
Until I
Uncovered the truth
Come to find out
There is no you
There is no truth
Of who you are
Did not want a cycle
So let time expose you
Yes I should have known better
To fall for the stories you told
Should have seen the side
Of who you really are
You
Turned the page to find
You’d turned the page on me,
The one you really knew
But eventually
These stories get old
And as your flesh shall rot
All your lies forgotten
The one you thought you’d never be
Forgot
Life of achievements
You’ve never mastered
And you have befriended none
No brother, no friends
No mother, the end
All forgotten by you
You mock those
Who always try
To paint a smile
While all the while
You’ll never smile
You could have been the one
Aaaaaagggggghhhhhh, insanity
Of the unfortunate one
~Jay Shealy 7/31/2018

This is a sad story about a man who very much hated his father. For years, he created in his mind the image of a monster that had nothing to do with reality. He went the path of lies about his family, education, friends and did not notice that he became similar to the picture he created.