The price to pay for being a Man
Hanggang kailan ako dapat maghintay? Hanggang saan dapat ang pagtitiis?!
Its like a line in the movies! I never thought that it would make sense to me someday... Why do I have to be punished with this? I have never asked for it in the first place. Why do I need to carry the burden? Why have I allowed myself to fall to that trap when I had a vision of what would happen? How can I forget her? How will I let go of her memory? Why is it not easy to forget and just go on with my life?! This may seem strange and even funny to others. But the hell I care! Why will I, again, think of what others will say when it is I, and nobody else, who will suffer? The pain is too much for my fragile heart. It has already endured great sufferings but it can only take so much. Who should I blame? Who will take the cross and carry the burden for me? For other peple, they will surely regard this as just a MINOR problem that needs no further attention. Why? because it is about love? and the pain brought by love is a problem we should never very much think about. Because it is self serving, self- defeating and downright stupid! Huh?! Stupid? haha! maybe thats right. But who has never been a victim of it? who has, in his ifetime, never loved or has never been loved?! Call it silly my friend but it is the one element in life that the scientists failed to count. and it is the most powerful of them all. the air, water and the place where we dwell in are nothing had there been no love. because it is the primary reason why we exist. And as human beings, it is the element that sustains us. we can never survive without it. Have you ever wondered why some choose to end their lives in the name of love?!
My story is about the pain that it causes to every person whoever he may be. Sure, it is the source of happiness but why can it be not the cource of contentment? why do we still crave for more? why cant we have it the way we want it? like an ice cream with cherry on top? why does it need to cause trouble and pain and suffering? why can it be not all joy? is it not loving about that? about finding joy? Nobody will understand me and I am not trying to be understood by everyone. Like love, not evrything can be explained. Life, as they say, is never easy and it never will be. It tests you to the limits; it wants to see how far you can go... not until you give up, either by force or by choice, will it then only stop.
Its like a line in the movies! I never thought that it would make sense to me someday... Why do I have to be punished with this? I have never asked for it in the first place. Why do I need to carry the burden? Why have I allowed myself to fall to that trap when I had a vision of what would happen? How can I forget her? How will I let go of her memory? Why is it not easy to forget and just go on with my life?! This may seem strange and even funny to others. But the hell I care! Why will I, again, think of what others will say when it is I, and nobody else, who will suffer? The pain is too much for my fragile heart. It has already endured great sufferings but it can only take so much. Who should I blame? Who will take the cross and carry the burden for me? For other peple, they will surely regard this as just a MINOR problem that needs no further attention. Why? because it is about love? and the pain brought by love is a problem we should never very much think about. Because it is self serving, self- defeating and downright stupid! Huh?! Stupid? haha! maybe thats right. But who has never been a victim of it? who has, in his ifetime, never loved or has never been loved?! Call it silly my friend but it is the one element in life that the scientists failed to count. and it is the most powerful of them all. the air, water and the place where we dwell in are nothing had there been no love. because it is the primary reason why we exist. And as human beings, it is the element that sustains us. we can never survive without it. Have you ever wondered why some choose to end their lives in the name of love?!
My story is about the pain that it causes to every person whoever he may be. Sure, it is the source of happiness but why can it be not the cource of contentment? why do we still crave for more? why cant we have it the way we want it? like an ice cream with cherry on top? why does it need to cause trouble and pain and suffering? why can it be not all joy? is it not loving about that? about finding joy? Nobody will understand me and I am not trying to be understood by everyone. Like love, not evrything can be explained. Life, as they say, is never easy and it never will be. It tests you to the limits; it wants to see how far you can go... not until you give up, either by force or by choice, will it then only stop.
