Tell me the less obvious

Tell me how do you cope with a betrayal so pronounced that it singes your heart. A hurt so deep it surprises you with its intensity. A confusion so vast that it becomes all you think about. What do you do if you have to hug yourself in night, trying to feel the pulse, the beating of your heart, just to know that you're a survivor. How do you get out of bed at times , How do you preach the difference between right and wrong when you've been living your life in the shades of grey? What if everything you believed in is about to tumble down under the crushing weight of reality ? What if your only true possession is not yours anymore. What if you realize the futility of the possession, what if Mozart lost music, or Shakespeare could not understand love, what if I lost words ? What ifthe guide lost his way? What if the street lamps failed to illuminate the passage for a tired rider? What if a symbol of strength became a victim of self-pity? What if you were good at sudoku and your life became the toughest thing to sort out