Bleeding
Do you know the feeling when every piece of flesh inside you hurts and aches? When your heart cringes and tells you of the emptiness it feels? You bleed knowing how you suck, how life sucks. Confused, helpless, alone, tears flowing from your eyes. Inside your room, the wind your only companion. You bleed inside and no one sees and you want them to hurt too. You ask yourself "Why is it so beautiful out there. It is unfair how happy people are while I'm here in an agonizing situation living a supposedly blessed life." then all you could think about is dying.
It can not be denied that adolescents think about self-destruction, about death. "Mamatay din tayo balang araw." A friend once told me this but I know one thing. Not by my own hand I won't. Death is the easy way out. Your salvation, the peace that you may achieve when you die makes you want bleed physically.suicide. The reasons vary why we do it. Death might be a paradisiacal bliss for some. I know one thing, we live in this world and we are yet to find out life's worth. We survive to live a life where it is up to you to make everyday into something extraordinary. When we end it, one does not see what lays hidden. Then it will forever be unseen, lost. There is a whole universe inside of you, animated by different emotions and waiting to be explored. Agony itself animates.
A beautiful white rose, enchanting and magnificent attracts you. You yourself a rose striving to be just like this unique flower with your ephemeral life. You know that soon you will wilt and die returning to the dust that you once were. Before your vitality ends you seek a path to get closer to the rose's perfection and to find the meaning of your own existence. You decide to touch the blossom but thorns pierce your skin. You bleed. We want perfection. We seek perfection and crave it. He dazzles us. The rose called God. Then as if in revolt we give up suddenly. Why I ask! Are we suppose to blame God on why we are suffering hell right now? The suffering that I described as that hollowing and bleeding feeling embedded inside of you. Emotional scars are way different from physical ones. If God didn't made suffering part of His plan how can you call Him all mighty of plainly God? For this I stand uncorrected. Suicide is mainly a proof of plain stupidity.
Allow me to compare the rose to God. In every obstacle you encounter you bleed but it is not you that bleeds it is God. He is the one stained by your mistrust, your luck of faith when you question him. Pain is a part of evolution, of growth we must partake in order to bare fruit, bloom. Understand that life is faith. You doubt God; you hurt Him more than ever. Believe that everything that is happening is meant to be. Believe that God is one with your pain. He had always understood. You were and are not alone.
It hurts now that we know how it feels when we reach for that rose. In order to go to that way towards a shining light we suffer. Then again we don't need to hurt ourselves just to know that we are alive. We don't need to hate ourselves in the end, trying to live perfect lives. Like I said earlier just believe. Hope and try even with failure. Perseverance to go against false destiny, this is real strength. Get up no matter how many times you fall. Carry that cross until the end. Someone is ready to share the burden. No one decides your fate for you. Everything is meant to be because in every decision is another turn towards a journey called life. Surpassing the cage called yourself and flying free.
The choice whether to let God bleed along with you or to triumph over these obstacles is always up to one person.you. You alone can decide to quit or go forward. Ending your life is taking the easy way out. The selfish way out. When the world dictates you and you yourself are shackled by your own expectations then remember Him. Through the bright blue sky that reflects his love, your friends, your family and most importantly your soul remember GOD.
P.S. I basically keep repeating the same stupid thing. Okay so I want to emphasize things that people would never understand unless they've experienced and realized what I'm saying. Then again all of this may be considered crap since realizing and doing has one hell of a difference!
PPS All of the stuff I wrote is through the help of the following wise people. I only have borrowed words unfortunately.I think, I'm not sure. Anyway here it goes: Paulo Coelho, Masahi Sensei-Naruto, Laerth fanfiction and many more like friends (Less chan) along with my life experiences.
Do you know the feeling when every piece of flesh inside you hurts and aches? When your heart cringes and tells you of the emptiness it feels? You bleed knowing how you suck, how life sucks. Confused, helpless, alone, tears flowing from your eyes. Inside your room, the wind your only companion. You bleed inside and no one sees and you want them to hurt too. You ask yourself "Why is it so beautiful out there. It is unfair how happy people are while I'm here in an agonizing situation living a supposedly blessed life." then all you could think about is dying.
It can not be denied that adolescents think about self-destruction, about death. "Mamatay din tayo balang araw." A friend once told me this but I know one thing. Not by my own hand I won't. Death is the easy way out. Your salvation, the peace that you may achieve when you die makes you want bleed physically.suicide. The reasons vary why we do it. Death might be a paradisiacal bliss for some. I know one thing, we live in this world and we are yet to find out life's worth. We survive to live a life where it is up to you to make everyday into something extraordinary. When we end it, one does not see what lays hidden. Then it will forever be unseen, lost. There is a whole universe inside of you, animated by different emotions and waiting to be explored. Agony itself animates.
A beautiful white rose, enchanting and magnificent attracts you. You yourself a rose striving to be just like this unique flower with your ephemeral life. You know that soon you will wilt and die returning to the dust that you once were. Before your vitality ends you seek a path to get closer to the rose's perfection and to find the meaning of your own existence. You decide to touch the blossom but thorns pierce your skin. You bleed. We want perfection. We seek perfection and crave it. He dazzles us. The rose called God. Then as if in revolt we give up suddenly. Why I ask! Are we suppose to blame God on why we are suffering hell right now? The suffering that I described as that hollowing and bleeding feeling embedded inside of you. Emotional scars are way different from physical ones. If God didn't made suffering part of His plan how can you call Him all mighty of plainly God? For this I stand uncorrected. Suicide is mainly a proof of plain stupidity.
Allow me to compare the rose to God. In every obstacle you encounter you bleed but it is not you that bleeds it is God. He is the one stained by your mistrust, your luck of faith when you question him. Pain is a part of evolution, of growth we must partake in order to bare fruit, bloom. Understand that life is faith. You doubt God; you hurt Him more than ever. Believe that everything that is happening is meant to be. Believe that God is one with your pain. He had always understood. You were and are not alone.
It hurts now that we know how it feels when we reach for that rose. In order to go to that way towards a shining light we suffer. Then again we don't need to hurt ourselves just to know that we are alive. We don't need to hate ourselves in the end, trying to live perfect lives. Like I said earlier just believe. Hope and try even with failure. Perseverance to go against false destiny, this is real strength. Get up no matter how many times you fall. Carry that cross until the end. Someone is ready to share the burden. No one decides your fate for you. Everything is meant to be because in every decision is another turn towards a journey called life. Surpassing the cage called yourself and flying free.
The choice whether to let God bleed along with you or to triumph over these obstacles is always up to one person.you. You alone can decide to quit or go forward. Ending your life is taking the easy way out. The selfish way out. When the world dictates you and you yourself are shackled by your own expectations then remember Him. Through the bright blue sky that reflects his love, your friends, your family and most importantly your soul remember GOD.
P.S. I basically keep repeating the same stupid thing. Okay so I want to emphasize things that people would never understand unless they've experienced and realized what I'm saying. Then again all of this may be considered crap since realizing and doing has one hell of a difference!
PPS All of the stuff I wrote is through the help of the following wise people. I only have borrowed words unfortunately.I think, I'm not sure. Anyway here it goes: Paulo Coelho, Masahi Sensei-Naruto, Laerth fanfiction and many more like friends (Less chan) along with my life experiences.