Facade

What do you do when you realize half your life was a lie?

Every smile every laugh every kiss and touch

every heartfelt memory amounts to only so much

How can one gather the courage to let go of the facade and release the past

How can you rebuild an authentic honest relationship if you know you cannot trust another soul to make a life together that will last?

Can you believe in happily ever after when the castle crumbles down and the future was a bad gamble?

I may never know these answers that my mind craves for understanding

The saddest thought is that the only thing I feel to be real is not the past or all those wasted years

but rather the pain I feel when I breathe in from the burden of the weight of my unshed tears.