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The Tears Behind The Smiles
Sunday, July 11, 2010

A chat with a friend led me thinking...

those times when you know aren’t being the best but you just wished someone would look beyond all the badness, the outward appearances, to see and understand weaker and helpless side of you hidden inside, without judging, nor turning away like what everyone else have.

sometimes, we give up waiting. We give up hoping that someone special unlike the rest, would reach his hand into that abyss, and pull us out. We stop believing. We give up on ourselves. We lay waste our mind and body to the schemes and defenses that keep us trapped in our agony. We become worse, succumbing to the fate of a lone child, needs unmet, helpless and yearning.

A need for love, for tender affections. A need to feel belonged, a place of security. A need to be recognized, for our existence to be acknowledge and valued. The innate drives within us, that unconsciously draws us out to search for the satisfying and fulfilling of this emptiness. We search, in the motherland, in hostile grounds, we even feed ourselves to the dog that we might taste that evanescent goodness, even if it lasts a few seconds, we willingly trade our lives for that.

If only they could see...

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