To Spite Reality

You continue to write even knowing they'll never read it.

You continue trying to communicate knowing it won't work.

You continue to speak to them as if they're still there.

You continue to update them on the things happening in your life knowing they won't see the updates.

Why?

Is it a way to comfort yourself?

Is it a way to continue pretending?

Is it a way to keep believing?

Is it a way to convince yourself the happiness never faded?

Or is there another reason?

Maybe it's the only way to maintain a smile.

Maybe it's the only way to hold onto the memories.

Maybe it's the only way to find a light in the dark.

Maybe it's the only way to keep yourself from facing the reality.

Yet you choose to trick yourself.

You choose to pretend.

You choose to act.

You choose to fake.

You choose to ignore the signs.

You know the truth so why?

You refuse to face the facts, why?

You refuse to acknowledge the obvious, why?

You refuse to see past what you want to continue seeing, why?

You refuse to accept what happened, why?

If it makes you happy....

Then is it really wrong to pretend just a little longer?

Then is it really wrong to imagine the truth you want to see?

Then is it really wrong to live in the fantasy you made to smile?

Then is it really wrong to turn a blind eye on what you can't face just yet...?

Then I see no reason to break the moment.

If it keeps someone happy a little longer; that's okay right?

If it keeps someone calm a little longer; that's okay right?

If it keeps someone content a little longer; that's okay right?

If it keeps someone sane a little longer; that's okay right?