the big unravelling

gently you tread across the floorboards
you rouse her from sleep
like a big surprise
a movie build up before the credits roll
and you wonder if the narrative cliche rings true for all
or if the climax unravells itself
and the thing bigger than the twist
is that there isn't one.

good doesn't trimph over evil
true love doesn't wait
no screen kiss
no heroic death
no battles won
no lessons learnt
no purpose in struggle
no struggle in purpose
no reward for faith
no doubt in belief
just worthless lives lost in in the madness of living