Sometimes we have to sit back and ask ourselves if there’s really a point. Is there any way to find sense in the madness that surrounds us…a light at the end of the suffocating tunnel…a way to catch our breath when all breath has been lost. We all have moments when the reflection in the mirror mimics who we desire to be…while our bodies are incapable of accomplishing as much. It’s a story that unfolds much like any other. It’s nothing short of a grim fairy tale – an oxymoron that follows us through our entire existence. The strength we possess either carries us to the top of our journey…or it’s the crutch of our failures…both of which are driven by pride. Every detail that lies within a rise or fall are hidden within our souls…unable to escape. Our dreams become nightmares – our nightmares become reality – while reality remains shattered. 

Making sense of the irrationality becomes mundane as we take grasp to seek revenge…not for ourselves, so to speak…for those stolen. Voices that have been silenced struggling to be heard from the depths of the unseen – the unspoken. Looking for that one gateway which can bring vengeance without overcoming us with guilt…closure without acceptance…in a world that spins as we all stand still. Unable to think, to breath, to understand – unable to walk away. The subconscious of our brains holds the key to unlock judgments never before considered…to seek blood when blocked from doing so…to provide peace to a soul who deserves more.

Is there a point…should we care what it is…must we seek the greater good. As it was said once before, it’s a short grim fairy tale where nothing is as it seems…while everything is seen clearly. A double standard that enlightens our visions. Searching out evil to reprimand one in the same…to bring justice in the way it has always been meant to be…by the hands of a shattered reality. Has the time come to stand together – making a difference – calling for change. Retribution is what should rise to the forefront of this moment…a moment that was ripped apart by evil itself. Do we stand together – or do I stand alone…either way, healing shall begin.