Hi Jerome,
It's heartening to see young people like you speak up.
Your questions have revealed to me the cause of the hurting generation.
You know,
Not everyone grows up in a home-sweet-home
This world's imperfect and it has its dead-line.
Last days ain't gonna get better
So it's not surprising hurt is running rampant in our midst
You, I and the people like us do not need to be afraid
Because we belong to a different race.
But let's not be so content that
We retreat from where we can do what we can
While the day of expiry is not at hand
Let's not feel so safe that
We fail to step into the others' worlds
So that we can shed the light we are given.
People in the dark
Cannot lead themselves
Some has given up on finding the right direction
They don't want to try anymore
They stay where they are
They do what they've been doing
Some has lost hope in finding hope, peace and love
They throw their hearts away
They run amok
They don't know who to run to
But we do
We have
They don't have the truth
The way
The life
They only have wounds.
They only have fear.
Hurt doesn't matter anymore
They need to numb themselves from pain
They carve pain into themselves
For comfort, for assurance
Because since pain is nothing unusual anymore
They want to know pain in a new way
"Pain is normal. Pain is good. Pain is my healing. Pain is the solution."
They are lost in the fog of blackness
How can they know what is the truth anymore when the air they breathe belongs
To Lie
To Death
Because nobody told them
No one showed the way
They will never know.
Until we dare
To step into their world.
Until we hold their hands
And tell them
The Hope that has been waiting for them.
It's heartening to see young people like you speak up.
Your questions have revealed to me the cause of the hurting generation.
You know,
Not everyone grows up in a home-sweet-home
This world's imperfect and it has its dead-line.
Last days ain't gonna get better
So it's not surprising hurt is running rampant in our midst
You, I and the people like us do not need to be afraid
Because we belong to a different race.
But let's not be so content that
We retreat from where we can do what we can
While the day of expiry is not at hand
Let's not feel so safe that
We fail to step into the others' worlds
So that we can shed the light we are given.
People in the dark
Cannot lead themselves
Some has given up on finding the right direction
They don't want to try anymore
They stay where they are
They do what they've been doing
Some has lost hope in finding hope, peace and love
They throw their hearts away
They run amok
They don't know who to run to
But we do
We have
They don't have the truth
The way
The life
They only have wounds.
They only have fear.
Hurt doesn't matter anymore
They need to numb themselves from pain
They carve pain into themselves
For comfort, for assurance
Because since pain is nothing unusual anymore
They want to know pain in a new way
"Pain is normal. Pain is good. Pain is my healing. Pain is the solution."
They are lost in the fog of blackness
How can they know what is the truth anymore when the air they breathe belongs
To Lie
To Death
Because nobody told them
No one showed the way
They will never know.
Until we dare
To step into their world.
Until we hold their hands
And tell them
The Hope that has been waiting for them.
Hi Val,
I totally agree with you on your blog post on the 14th of May. Our generations "trend" of wrist slitting is dangerously and alarmingly on the incline. But I always ask myself why do people do that? Hurt themselves, don't they feel pain?
Personally I think its foolish and would never in my sound or unsound mind slit my wrist. I shudder at the thought of the immense pain and blood one would feel cutting him or herself.
I would like to say Amen to the part where you wrote:
"We cannot reach our wounds like He can.
When we try, we only vandalise our innocent shell, without helping ourselves at all
Why don't you let Him in,
And let Him touch where we cannot find"
I pray that this "emo" generation would not become one where people hurt themselves just to "solve/heal" their problems or hurts. But be emotional yet know how to handle their emotions.
Anyway, lets move on to something more cheerful. I would like to thank you for posting all you have so far.
Being a daily "subscriber" to your blog, I thoroughly enjoy reading your view, ideas and stories. You describe the simplest of actions to be so thought-provoking and interesting.
Carry on writing, I'm a sucker for good english
It feeds my soul =X.
Love,
Jerome Caleb
I pray that this "emo" generation would not become one where people hurt themselves just to "solve/heal" their problems or hurts. But be emotional yet know how to handle their emotions.
Anyway, lets move on to something more cheerful. I would like to thank you for posting all you have so far.
Being a daily "subscriber" to your blog, I thoroughly enjoy reading your view, ideas and stories. You describe the simplest of actions to be so thought-provoking and interesting.
Carry on writing, I'm a sucker for good english
It feeds my soul =X.
Love,
Jerome Caleb
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