..Parting Times and Day Dreams..

michaeldaaboul:

It’s no surprise the truth never becomes acquainted with the lie. It’s no surprise; the lie was created by the failure of truth in the beginning of its creation, the devil of the leftovers, the trail of betrayal, the black blemish hidden behind the glory of the truth.

Behind all the pretty lights and the unconvincing smiles, the lurking burden fails to understand why the brighter, more powerful concept was able to thrive without its flaw.

The failure left so the glory could be had with the perfect being, the perfect concept. Unfortunately, you’ll never know what they knew, it wasn’t what they said.

What they said …

It’s futile. It was too cruel out there. It’s a stage made for the strong, and you know how the next part goes, even the strong know when to fall.

That’s no surprise.

The darker part decided to leave one day, sick of being left behind, behind the curtains of shame, covered behind a hidden world of blankets. 

“I see the truth. It’s not really made for you.”

“But I …”

“It’s not made for you.”

It’s no surprise that your dreams reminded you of the betrayal and the unfaithfulness of your own kind, your own blood, the not so perfect strain of life, and, the embarrassing part.

You tried to understand, understand your deficiencies, but you knew where their true heart lies.