First of all, I would like to say sorry. I am one of the people who didn’t even think about killing myself and I honestly laughed about people who suffered from depression. I have this habit of imagining myself as a psychiatrist and labeling my enemies with cluster B personality disorders. So, sorry. Until recently,… Continue reading Suicide, Depression and the Great Commission
Category: Depression
I’m glad you knocked.
I recall every bit of it: Every tear drop. Every desperate cry. Every cutting attempt. Every lie that defined my being. The bitterness that no one and nothing can sugarcoat. The hatred I felt towards every cheerful person I met. The grief and the pain I held onto to keep going. The cursing, the murders… Continue reading I’m glad you knocked.
The Reality Of What We Thought As Delusion
Depression is real and it has an impact on someone’s way of living. We cannot deny the fact that depression is one of the serious matters this era’s facing. Some might think it’s just a mind over matter thing, but sadly no; it has a deep connotation of a puzzled person trying to swim out… Continue reading The Reality Of What We Thought As Delusion
I asked the Lord “Lord, bakit?” but He didn’t answer me.
I was suicidal. I was depressed. I was lonely. I was left behind by the closest-friend I have, I have failed my classes that I spent so much time and effort studying, I have lost a friend, my families are struggling, I have no one to talk with, I am hurting, I was dying inside.… Continue reading I asked the Lord “Lord, bakit?” but He didn’t answer me.
Malayang Taludturan ng Walang Katuturan
Hanggang kailan ako magiintay na kumalma ang pusong puno ng pangamba Kailan mapapatahimik ang utak Kailan maidurugtong ang napatid na dulo ng pisi Sinu ang lalapit para magtanong kung napapano Sana lahat, pero bilang sa mga daliri ang mapapatanong Paghinga at pagdampi ng hangin sa pisngi ay malaking kaluwagan sa dibdib na said na sa… Continue reading Malayang Taludturan ng Walang Katuturan
alaala ng kahapon
Sa araw na ito, nakapagdesisyon na ako. Hindi ko na rin kaya. Balang araw, maiintindihan din ako ng nakararami. Balang araw, maiintindihan na rin nila ang nararamdaman ko. Simula sa araw na ito, sana ako naman ang pakinggan nila. Alam kong kakaiba pa rin ako sa lahat. Hinding-hindi nila mararamdaman ang nararamdaman ko. Sa araw… Continue reading alaala ng kahapon
Anino ko
Anino ko san tayo ngaun tutungo? Pagud kana ba? dahil ako malapit na. Wag ka munang lumisan, wag naman akung iwanan. Kung sakaling ikaw ay aalis, wag naman sana please. Sawa na ako, lage nalang ganito di ko alam san tutungo may patutungohan pa nga ba? Sana naman ako’y iyong samahan kahit panandalian lamang. Sabay… Continue reading Anino ko
Crippled
Crippled Suddenly you’re there again, in that situation, in that loneliness you escaped a long time ago. It’s creeping. It snuck into you like a thief in the night while you’re fast asleep. Without a notice, without a warning. You just realized it when you felt an empty space in your heart. A missing piece.… Continue reading Crippled
Nakalimutan ko, Mahal Niya pala Ako
Ako ay parang isang kandilang nauupos, pag-asa ko ay unti unting nauubos. Parang kandila, liwanag ko’y unti unting dumidilim, humihina, paligid ko ay di ko na halos makita. Nasaan na ang apoy na sa aking mata noo’y nakikita? Ano nga ba ang nangyari? Nasaan na nga ba ang ako dati? Ang paligid ay… Continue reading Nakalimutan ko, Mahal Niya pala Ako
Lost
Im lost. I don’t know what kind of sin I’ve done in my past life to suffer in my present life. Bakit ako? Bakit akong hindi marunong bumitaw at marunong lumaban ang nahihirapan? Bakit akong niloko ginago pinagpalit at itinapong parang basura ang naghihirap samantalang ikaw ang saya saya mo. Ang saya saya mo na… Continue reading Lost
A POEM FOR THE DEVILS MOUTH
He`s just doing his best, With passion and compassion for the rest, All corners of his eyes were bloating and screaming, –An eyes who demands to sleep for its sacrificing, But, he was humilitated by the Devils mouth, —A devil that has a million prides from the very start– At least, he could manage to… Continue reading A POEM FOR THE DEVILS MOUTH
The Truth about Pain
We all feel pain. But we all have different ways of dealing with it. Some people overeat. Myself included. *sighs* Some oversleep. Some overspend. Some go to far away places. Some spend their time on video games. Some drown themselves in alcohol. Artists usually make use of the pain to make poetry, music or any form of… Continue reading The Truth about Pain
Who You Are In The World You need To Be Like This
We sometimes forget Who we are in the world of you need to be. Expectation sucks,Reality sucks.People tend to judge who you are in your achievement People sometimes tend to leave because of the negative things that’s happening within this season of your life Without even remembering the good thing that you did in the… Continue reading Who You Are In The World You need To Be Like This
Kapag Madilim Ang Ulap
“Kapag madilim ang ulap” Naaalala ko pa rin ang sandali. Na napakadilim ng mga ulap. Walang gustong kumilala. Walang gustong mangusap. Ano nga ba ang meron ako? Bakit parang lahat ng tao ayaw sa akin? Bakit nila ako gustong saktan? Hindi ba ko karapat dapat mahalin? Yan ang nasa aking isip noong bata pa lamang… Continue reading Kapag Madilim Ang Ulap
Panggap (Pretend)
Nakangiti, masaya, madaldal at madali makapalagayan ng loob. Ngunit malakas ang aking kutob. May maskara itong kausap ko. Parang walang problema sa unang tingin. Ramdam ko na malapit na siya mahulog sa bangin. Hanggang kailan niya ito dadalhin? Sinubukan ko siyang tanungin. Ngunit isang malaking ngiti ang isinagot niya sakin. Ngunit iba ang sinasabi ng… Continue reading Panggap (Pretend)
Konting Tiis Pa
Isang hapon bigla ko nanaman naisip isulat Laman ng utak na basta lang nakakalat sa dami ng problema na aking dinadala di na alam kung pano mababawasan pa minsan nais kong malaman, bakit ito pinagdadaaanan inakalang ang nakaraan ay sapat ng basehan upang magkaroon ng lakas itong aking kalooban sa dami ng pinagdaanan, di pa… Continue reading Konting Tiis Pa
CONFESSIONS OF A DEPRESSED CHRISTIAN
It’s been more than two years. There were days where despair and anxiety would drown me slowly like in a quicksand. I couldn’t get out. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t even cry. I envied those who could cry so easily because I knew there was a sense of relief after crying. In… Continue reading CONFESSIONS OF A DEPRESSED CHRISTIAN