Posts Tagged ‘depression’

Pain

PAIN

 

Pain is a sea with no bed. You can plumb the depths of it to find it goes deeper still. What is the point of pain?  know it has one.

Pain FOR those who have gone and left their footprints on your soul. Pain FROM those present who stomp upon your spirit. Pain BY what YOU put YOURSELF through.

Pain. When tears bring no relief, only affirm that your heart is breaking.

Pain. When talking only reminds you of the pain.

Pain. When the silence makes it more intense.

When you feel you cannot cope, what is your solution?

Pain can be such a pain.

 

Cat In Pain... or is it indigestion? :(

Cat In Pain… or is it indigestion? 😦

 

Your thoughts

Yours Truly

Zishaan ‘ZuZu’ Shafi

Journey of Hope

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I drag my feet

Leaving behind a trail of dust

As my feet scuff 

Across the  ground

Needless to say I have grown wary

On this seemingly endless journey

Searching for a heart containing purity

With each step hope dwindles

All I have met is folk trying to swindle

Me, of my belief in humanity

Is this a fools errand I have embarked upon?

I am so tired now

Should I go on?

The nights have been darker

Than the days have been bright

Do I have the strength to continue this fight?

 

@zuzushafi

@zuzushafi

 

Yours Truly

Zishaan ‘ZuZu’ Shafi


What Do You Think?

What do I think?

Truly?

You really want to know?

I think that life is crap, that people are crap.

I think that I wish I could run away from 95% of the people in my life. That family and friendship and all that is a joke.

I think that having people on your wavelength is rare and valuable.

I think that sometimes I get very tired of people and then tired of life.

I think that there is never any point to telling people what I think. Or how I feel because any time that I have, my thoughts and feelings have always been misunderstood, invalidated or ignored. They have been taken offense to, and used against me.

I think it sucks that I was open and honest, at your request, and you became angered by how I felt and chastised me for it.

I think that tomorrow will be the same as yesterday, because my faith has given me duties that tie me to the source of my problems.

I think that tomorrow I will have to sit and smile my way through a 12 hour shift when I’d rather be under the covers just lost in the dream world.

I think that thinking is pointless.

I think that nothing changes.

I think that this is my test and I think that Allah will reward me for it.

I think that. I don’t know that. Hence it’s all one big cycle.

I think that I have had enough of blogging for today.

That is what I think.

 

-Z