My child,
(not my photo) |
You are blessed with gifts. Gifts
that not everyone has. You are special and you know that. As you grow old, you
will witness the love and joy of life but along with these are pains, regret
and sorrow. I know you will think of giving up but my child you have a long way
to go. Cry if you must but do not stop. You may bleed but you can scream. You
will feel alone and that feeling will linger for a very long time.
People around you will not
understand the hostility happening inside you. They cannot help you even if
they want to. Be strong because you have to battle it on your own. You will
lose. Many of it. You will taste the bitterness of defeat. You will be hurt and your heart will sore. My
child, you will weep and beg for help but you see nothing and no one will be
there. You will feel alone and you will not forget the feeling of being one.
You will feel hate. Show them. They
deserve to know that you are hurting, that you are helpless. You needed to be strong so you turn everything into films of hatred. Your soul is breaking and
dying inside and you find hatred as the only way to survive. So feel it.
But my child, you will still feel
the isolation. Grudges only consume your soul – burying it even more to the gaping
abyss of the unknown. You will be lost. Your soul feels empty. Lost and empty.
Remember my child, when you feel
this way. Do not wander too far because enemies are lurking over you. They know
you are weak. You are vulnerable. You will stumble in the dark. When this
happens, someone will offer his hand and you will accept it, thinking he will
rescue you. You run to him for safety. You will feel his heart and will listen
to the melody of its thumping heartbeat. You will let him embrace your soul.
You will let your guard down because you think you are saved. But my child, you
are being deceived and when you find out, you will be crushed. Your heart seems
to stop beating but tears keep on falling. You have to remember this moment;
light will guide you to the right path. You will squint for the light is
shining strong. But do not be blinded. The light will take your vision and
that’s all he wants.
Go on my child, crawl if you must,
but do not stop. You will get there. Dirty, tired and thirsty. But you will get
there. You will tell yourself, “Im done. I don’t want to do this anymore. I’m
cursed. Of all people, why me?”.
My child one lesson I will teach
and you have to remember this.
When you feel alone, people will
see you as someone full of hatred and anger. But they do not know, you just needed
one thing - love. But I’m telling you,
Take care of your heart. Other than your soul, it is the most vulnerable. The
heart feels anything and everything. Bliss. Pride. Success. Sorrow. Pain.
Regret. Failure. Love. Hatred. Disappointment. The heart is strong but weak
at the same time. So take good care of it. Do not love when you are hurt. Do
not love when you feel alone. Do not love when you are mad. Do not use love as
your escape. Do not risk your heart even if it demands freedom. Take hold of
it. Do not give in to its ingrained defiance.
Love does not exist for these awful reasons. Love
is love. It is pure. It is a blessing. So learn to recognize a deceitful love
from a pure love. You will not notice this the first time but you will learn
eventually. Do not stop loving. You have a lot to give. Keep it that way. Give
your best. So that when it’s time to walk away, you’re sure you will never look
back ever again.
Do not stop. Remember these
words. Take these words seriously. No matter how bruised you are. Do not stop.
No one has the right to tell you to stop.
My child, sometimes life will
throw shit on you- everything at once and you will think you are the unluckiest
person there is. You will build walls and hide in your own cocoon. Because you
believe being by yourself is the safest way to avoid life. Life will be hard, I
know. But do not stop living. There is much more to discover other than the pain
and sorrow. You just have to live and see for yourself that life is worth
living. Everything including all those shit happens for a reason. One day, you
will understand that you are made for something great because you are special.
So do not stop being one.
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