A moment of clarity

Sooner or later everyone has it.
It´s an instant, like blinking your eyes.
Then suddenly your so called reality comes crashing down.
The death of the dream.
Kept alive by foolish hope and denial.
You saw the evidence all the time.
But you closed your eyes to it.
Then the truth blows up in your face like a bomb.

A moment of clarity.
You see your life pass in front of you...
But from another perspective.
Without the illusions and hopes that kept you alive till then.
Triggered by the smallest of details.
A simple frase from a particular person...
The perfect synapse of your delusion.
Your wake up call.

When you see the end coming you start thinking about the beggining.
One big de´javu.
You see all the trust you shouldn´t have given...
And you want it back.
When you are disapointed good deeds don´t matter.
Good is easy to forget for it leaves no scar.
And when you look back...
Every choice you made was wrong

A moment of clarity.
When the masks of false frienship fall down.
When the oaths of loyalty unspoken are violated.
Truth revealed is a deception.
You almost miss the lie, but can´t go back to it.
Your identity is redefined, a part of you just died.
And you better have something to hold on to...
Or the dream will drag you donw with it.