Hallo friends and a great 2017 from yours truly- me.
Thank you for being here and being able to read my stuff,it's like listening to me talk which is one of my favourite things in the world.
We like to celebrate life when good things happen,we like to notice and hold onto the good things that happened in our lives.We often trivialize or altogether fail to appreciate the not-so good that happens even though all the good and bad all come together to complete this fabric called life.
When addressed in the form of art such as music or written prose or a painting,it is often too heavy to handle but(pause),it is there.The not so great times in our lives are present.
Some of us are equipped to handle the heavy stuff that comes our way but a good number of those around us are not.Lifes tides often overwhelms them and we refuse to see or are unable to handle them when they are at their lowest.Its happening even amongst our peers,our friends being unable to handle the 'too much' that is thrown their way.Feelings of severe despondency and rejection (I got that from Wikipedia)-DEPRESSION.We have sometimes gone to a certain extent of losing our loved ones in one of the worst ways to lose loved ones(not that there really is a good way anyway).
They commit suicide.
But what happened? He was in medicine school,he was a promising camera guy-we even just shot a short film,she was a great fashionista(those who get away with matching polka dots,stripes,checked in one outfit),she was such a chatter box....But what happened?
Sometimes,the only emotion is pain,The feeling-is-hurt.
Talking and talking but never really getting heard
I try to keep my head above the water but under it I can feel something
The years keep passing by and it feels like am stuck in a damaged time machine
I am surrounded by my peeps but they never really see me,
The only emotion I relate to is pain,the feeling is hurt.
They keep saying to find inner strength but I have nothing,
When I am down and the figures above me are only moving forward
And as I grapple on the gravel,scarring my hands in the process,tryin' hold on to something,someone,
Pain is the only emotion and the feeling? The feeling is hurt
When I give all to a man and it is not enough
When I search inside me to give that which I do not have
When all I am left with are parts of me,
I am broken but nobody reads through the smile that does not quite reach my eyes,
Through the glimmer in my eyes that are tears threatening to come through anytime
I am screaming' Hallo!!!!!!!!" But all I get is my echo,
All I really feel is pain
And a new day is not welcome,it's not new to me,
It's just another scene in my script filled with lines of hurt,
I am right there,in the rain,sinking deeper and deeper in the mud but everyone is locked up in their houses safe and sound.
So,I pick up the blade and slit my wrists slowly,it has to be this way,the pain is the only emotion I got.
--------------------------------------------------Epilogoue
I am not asking to be dependent on anyone.All I am saying is when your outgoing girlfriend suddenly quits all social media sites,maybe it's a cry for help.When suicide becomes a fascinating topic with your actor-friend,maybe you should pay closer attention.Because sometimes when the only emotion these friends of ours start feeling is pain,it may be too late for both of you.
(Depression is real,it's important to understand the signs and offer help as far as we can.)
