I'm sorry.
I am sorry the rest of the world is powerless and useless. I am sorry we cannot bring back the innocents who have died because of selfish deeds of evil people who seek revenge in the most ridiculous places.
I am sorry they slaughtered innocent children, men, and women.
I am sorry I can only sympathize with you and still be do nothing to ease your pain.
I am sorry.
It disgusts me when I hear or see what they did, it infuriates me whenever I look at the images online. It enrages me even more that that is all I can do. All I can do is look.
It is not justice nor is it fair to kill just for revenge. They've taken revenge out of people who had nothing to do with whatever that had caused their hatred.
I am sorry you had to lose people you love.
I am sorry.
I have no idea what your pain is.
But I know this will end. We will end this madness. We will stop punishing the innocent and start taking justice without murder.
This will end.
Don't lose hope.
I believe in men who kill fear just as I believe in men who create them. I believe in the beauty of skies and sharpness of knives. I believe in light as much as I believe in darkness. But most importantly, I believe in you; in us, in what words are, and in what this is. You consider them poems or maybe just mere sentences, I consider them bits and pieces of who we are. Get lost in these lines. Find yourself in them too.
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Friday, November 13, 2015
Rock-Bottom
I think I 've had it all wrong. I've had it all wrong for a while now.
It's when you experience real loss is the moment you actually realize that you had so much in the first place.
I mean, after all, you can't lose something you don't have, right?
So when I lost someone forever, that's when I realized I had so much in my life already. I have a house, a family, food on the table, the list goes on.
I've had it all wrong. Because the moment I hit rock-bottom, the lowest of all my lows, was not a moment of silence. No. I heard screaming. And I heard crying. But I also heard laughter. It was up there; above my head, out of the abyss I was trapped in.
I've had it all wrong.
Being at your lowest doesn't mean being at the lowest. Being at your lowest means you're down there so that when you look up, you see everything you've been missing.
Depression often makes this perception of what we lack. But rock-bottom gives you a chance to look up and finally see what we already do have.
And the moment I realized that I've had so much already was the moment I saw how my depression has been hiding everything else from me.
I still have this life. And I couldn't be more thankful.
So I've had it all wrong.
Losing something doesn't always mean a part of you is taken away. Losing something may mean that you're given a chance to really look at what you have right now.
So keep fighting.
Being at your lowest gives you a chance to look up to the highest.
Don't give up.
It's not over yet.
Abyss's have their ends too.
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