Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Reality Get The Last Dance

The blinking of the cursor is almost as maddening as the beginning of the end. Or at least that's how it feels. In staring at nothing and knowing something has to come of it, there blooms a sort of madness that can't be realistically defined in words or sounds. The ridiculous lies you tell yourself like: 

"Everything happens for a reason" or "It was bound to fail"

These are the words we speak in an effort to sooth the ache that our heart is pounding. But still- even with those words, and proverbs and cliche messages- the ache is still there.  The reality is still dressed to the nines waiting to be escorted to the ball. And you have to oblige because-as we all know it-reality always gets the last dance. Always.

So we can tell ourselves what we need to in order to deal with the shell of ourselves pain has left...but, the fact remains, reality always gets the last dance. 


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