Sunday, July 10, 2016
They were left behind without being allowed to understand what happened and even why. Those who did not care left behind an emotional trauma that marred the psyche of the despondent forever. All they were given in cruel parting was ready-made cliches, glib answers and a leprous distance to justify the exercise of toxicity on the vulnerable. The broken and lost were left with the single choice of only functioning on autopilot. They have not "moved on" but they are forever frozen. In that frozen state only one thing remains like a painting on wall that never changes - "all the bridges have been burnt." And this is the only painting that remains, in a wall that is fully blank and grey. And in a room that has no windows, where no voices can be heard. Ever.
If they live would they have anyone to tell the tale? And when they die, would they ever have lived?