Denial can be a powerful state of mind. It cripples you, forcing you to see and hear what really is not there, throwing you into a whirlpool of one self-fulfilling prophecy after another.
While the rational side of your mind struggles to bring you to your senses, the state of denial clouds your better judgement, as you fight the uphill battle of trying to justify to yourself - and to those around you - the apparent rationality behind what is truly futile nonsense.
The mind knows it is wrong, but the heart soldiers on into the abyss. There is no hope for survival, or for even the faint sight of light at the end of a long corridor. And yet, the heart presses on.
In the distance a hand - the hand of the mind, of rationale - stretches forth to this intrepid sentimental fool, beckoning him to return to his senses. But another stronger hand pulls him away. It is the hand of the heart. It draws him further away from reality, taking him where the final, inevitable end is nothing but pain. Yet, he allows himself to be drawn to that end.
A painful end, no doubt. But that is the power of denial.
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