The Art of Denial

I don’t know when I came out of denial.

But I know that denial was the crippling justification of any existence.

The sheer concept of disregarding the truth or negation of logic as Webster so elegantly puts it.

I wonder.

I wonder why the reflection of our demons is hard to face.

The trivial energy we focus on fear.


What makes us run away, deflecting our broken mantras on others.

Collapsed judgement.

Painting distorted images on the canvas in which you take every step.

Luckily, it’s water colors.

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