Tuesday, May 31, 2005

anger,resentment,confussion and lots of pain.
i wanted to die because they didn't seem to see me.
and i hated them because they're so involved with themselves.
i want to cut my wrist to feel the pain just to see if im alive.
they dont care about me, maybe if i die tonight they'll remember me
they'll take notice of my short existence
my head feels numb
my body's so cold
i woke up this morning and my whole body's chillin
i'm isolated from my environment
i've never covet death like this before

2 Comments:

Blogger pearljem said...

Di ko alam kung pano ako dapat magcomment. Ang alam ko, napagdaanan ko na rin yan at buhay pa rin ako hanggang ngayon. Kaya mo yan, andito lang naman kami...

10:48 PM  
Blogger Teejae said...

...had a friend who cut her risk the wrong way...walang nangyari, di pa rin namatay...hehehe...now she's involved in a flourshing love-affair and just finished her backpacking with her lovey-dovey, touring Europe

a friend swallowed baygon...di naman siya namatay....bumula-bula ang bibig, na-ICU ang daming bawal kainin...awa ng Diyos, ngayon nanay na siya and lahat yata kinakain.

i had "planned" to blow myself up when I was 19...then I realized a blown-up face don't look good in a coffin. Well, here I am, relatively successful in my career and met some very interesting people ONLINE...great friends, great company :o)

am not gonna say life is good, because obviously it isn't for you, at the moment. the pain is real. and i recognize that...BUT YOU ARE MORE THAN YOUR PAIN...

I read somewhere, that sometimes we take all our thoughts and feeling reactions far too seriously, as if we were just thoughts and reactions. When we cling to a thought, we become that thought.

Please don't think that Christ cannot identify with your pain...Christ too had wounds...big, deep wounds...God is not high up in the sky...he is not only Divine...he was human, like you and me. Talk to Him, He will Understand...

I know I may not have the right to be all preachy...after all I am a bruised reed myself. So I'd just share with you one of my favorite worship songs:

He walked where I walk
He stood where I stand
He felt what I feel
He understands

He knows my frailty
Shared my humanity
Tempted in every way
Yet without sin

One of a hated race
Stung by the prejudice
Suffering injustice
Yet he forgives

Wept for my wasted years
Paid for my wickedness
He died in my place
That I might live

God with us, so close to us
God with us, Immanuel!

7:45 PM  

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