Final responsibility

Facing solitude is a dread that many carry in their hearts
Unable to articulate this they suffer and endure many parts
All of which are fragments of the divine whole, illusory all
Yet such fragments are needed by those who fear a fall

Relationships are formed and alliances are struck, in its name
But all are flawed within as they are merely namesake for game
All of us play it as we dont see an alternative, fearing desert
Suddenly we are unable to withstand, separation's dagger insert

So we even speak falsehood, in the name of love, just to endure
Unwilling to sever that which needs pruning, weeds of grandeur
Struggle we do, and cloak this in spiritual mask, going with flow
When in truth there is fear within, darkness within a candle's glow

So, the real question then: if unable to withstand solitary below
How shall you come to accept the truth: that shown by truth's halo?
In the end there is an ultimate responsibility that has to be borne
When you realize there is no one else, on divinity's awesome throne