A call from an old friend brings back memories like never before. The way a familiar, old but never forgotten voice brings about a rise of dusty nostalgia. Those memories made once upon a time which feels like a lifetime ago, they all come rushing back to engulf your whole being. Suddenly your mind feels more crowded than usual. That strained and exhausted feeling where you know you want to delve back into those old memories but at the same time are so acutely aware of the dire consequences this trip down memory lane will bring.
Questions. The numerous amount of questions that spring to mind when an old voice is once more whispering their explanation of as to WHY they walked away to begin with down the phone to you, making your mind numb. The confusion that the person behind the voice first started, when the person walked out your life, it annoyingly begins to itch the inside of your mind once more.
"It was too hard. She died and I thought, I thought fuck it. I need to get away from this city. That and the fact that I thought I wasn't going to make it either"
Confusion once more. It ensues the over used emotion anger. It springs up like a fiery passion you never knew existed within you. Once you become victim to it, it's hard to subside. Once in play this emotion is one of those we strive to impulsively solve or subconsciously decipher. I find expressing fury excessively is not necessary. There is no need for it. It seeps through your whole existence and becomes a hindrance to the actions we must take. It shatters all logical and rational thinking. Once overcome by it we stop searching for a practical reason to act the way we usually act. The layer of decorum we uphold perfectly day to day, is recklessly thrown aside.
"You had Cancer, and didn't feel the need to tell me? After she left our world, we had only each other. Yet, running away and leaving you thought was best?"
Many a time I have seen anger ruin the best and closest of relationships. It ruins our way of solving things. A barricade arises from it, between you and the other individual. A hazy smoke screen almost, which your eyes sting from straining to see through. To make sense of what is happening. Although a lot of individuals, including myself fail to control our temper, why is it that controlling resentment is severely difficult? Is it the mere fact that we are only just human? So then human nature would be the reason, right? Truth is there is no excuse. Yes, I agree that by releasing your fury your heart feels as if a weight has been lifted. Does not make it excusable though.
"Lets meet. I promise, I'll explain. I was stupid. I'll explain. I'm here now. And I need you."
Redemption. You can be less than whole and deeply flawed, but what is it that makes you come out the other end all the more better? The trials and obstacles that make you think and go through an onslaught of perplexing emotions, to get to, happiness. Sorrow, guilt, anger. In the end anger is not worth it. Sure, it has to be endured at times. In order to teach ourselves a lesson. Through out it all, strive to remember that to eradicate pain, we need to control anger. Flare-ups, temper tantrums, and unbridled rage destroys life. We need to be careful about venting our spleen. Hate and anger are the root causes of all pain.
S.K.
Questions. The numerous amount of questions that spring to mind when an old voice is once more whispering their explanation of as to WHY they walked away to begin with down the phone to you, making your mind numb. The confusion that the person behind the voice first started, when the person walked out your life, it annoyingly begins to itch the inside of your mind once more.
"It was too hard. She died and I thought, I thought fuck it. I need to get away from this city. That and the fact that I thought I wasn't going to make it either"
Confusion once more. It ensues the over used emotion anger. It springs up like a fiery passion you never knew existed within you. Once you become victim to it, it's hard to subside. Once in play this emotion is one of those we strive to impulsively solve or subconsciously decipher. I find expressing fury excessively is not necessary. There is no need for it. It seeps through your whole existence and becomes a hindrance to the actions we must take. It shatters all logical and rational thinking. Once overcome by it we stop searching for a practical reason to act the way we usually act. The layer of decorum we uphold perfectly day to day, is recklessly thrown aside.
"You had Cancer, and didn't feel the need to tell me? After she left our world, we had only each other. Yet, running away and leaving you thought was best?"
Many a time I have seen anger ruin the best and closest of relationships. It ruins our way of solving things. A barricade arises from it, between you and the other individual. A hazy smoke screen almost, which your eyes sting from straining to see through. To make sense of what is happening. Although a lot of individuals, including myself fail to control our temper, why is it that controlling resentment is severely difficult? Is it the mere fact that we are only just human? So then human nature would be the reason, right? Truth is there is no excuse. Yes, I agree that by releasing your fury your heart feels as if a weight has been lifted. Does not make it excusable though.
"Lets meet. I promise, I'll explain. I was stupid. I'll explain. I'm here now. And I need you."
Redemption. You can be less than whole and deeply flawed, but what is it that makes you come out the other end all the more better? The trials and obstacles that make you think and go through an onslaught of perplexing emotions, to get to, happiness. Sorrow, guilt, anger. In the end anger is not worth it. Sure, it has to be endured at times. In order to teach ourselves a lesson. Through out it all, strive to remember that to eradicate pain, we need to control anger. Flare-ups, temper tantrums, and unbridled rage destroys life. We need to be careful about venting our spleen. Hate and anger are the root causes of all pain.
S.K.
Shareen K
