It’s an item under general damages in insurance law. Everyday I come across pain and suffering. I have come to a point when I stopped cringing at every possible kind of injury a human body can sustain. In fact, it came to a point when I read about them and not associate them with pain or suffering anymore. I had become mentally numb.
Little did I know that I would soon get a taste of pain and suffering – that kind that no amount of medical attention can remedy, that kind that the passing of time cannot seem to heal. Tragic. So much like life.
If only…
If only I can stop feeling. If only my spirit can turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to this unnamed force that is calling me to forget about reason, to forget about truth, to forget about justice. If only my spirit has enough strength to fight this consuming pain that engulfs my soul. If only for a second I can stop this madness and everything stands still so I can grieve without anyone knowing and seeing, without anyone hearing the sound of my tears dropping on my chest that house my shattered heart. If only I can hide the sound of my heart breaking so that others cannot mock me. Because you see, the world can be so cruel. Family and friends alike. This world seem to have no place for souls and hearts like mine. No solicitor to quantify the damages due me.
Tragic, isn’t it?
Little did I know that I would soon get a taste of pain and suffering – that kind that no amount of medical attention can remedy, that kind that the passing of time cannot seem to heal. Tragic. So much like life.
If only…
If only I can stop feeling. If only my spirit can turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to this unnamed force that is calling me to forget about reason, to forget about truth, to forget about justice. If only my spirit has enough strength to fight this consuming pain that engulfs my soul. If only for a second I can stop this madness and everything stands still so I can grieve without anyone knowing and seeing, without anyone hearing the sound of my tears dropping on my chest that house my shattered heart. If only I can hide the sound of my heart breaking so that others cannot mock me. Because you see, the world can be so cruel. Family and friends alike. This world seem to have no place for souls and hearts like mine. No solicitor to quantify the damages due me.
Tragic, isn’t it?
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