Deep Hurting Quotes Novels & Stories

Minsan kailangan din nating maisip at ipagpahinga ang ating utak. Pain is the only thing that's telling me im alive. Someday this pain will be useful for me. Diko namalayan na umiiyak na pala ako. every silent cry i been all this years The loud shout that no one can hear. The ears was covered because of fear And the eyes that was blurred because of tears. A facade that you have been wearing Guess you forgot why you're hurting You just smile through the pain But you're having a hard time to keep yourself sane

"Eh, ba't ba kasi pinapahirapan mo yang sarili mo? Veron, maikli lang ang buhay. Kung ganyan ka palagi, eh, wala...hindi ka mag go-grow..." "Wag mo nga akong bigyan ng life quotes. Para namang may magagawa yang himala. Yung lungkot na nararamdaman ko, hindi na tinatablan ng mga ganyan." "Edi, sorry! Ang sa'kin lang naman, since hindi naman 'to yung first time na nangyari sa inyo to, gusto ko lang mapagaan ang nararamdaman mo." Silence and the only sound is the echoes of the vehicle that has been coming back and forth in the busy street of the city. Suddenly, his phone rang and he immediately answered the other party. "Oh, ano na?"

I replied before going into the shower. If sadness could drown, I might be gone by now. God, why is this happening? Why just one man? Why?

"Naiintindihan ko na ang bawat isa ay may kanya-kanyang pinagdadaanan, at marami sa atin ang dumanas ng kalungkutan at pagdurusa na siyang humubog sa ating pagkatao. Gayunpaman, hindi ito pwedeng gawing dahilan para saktan din ang ibang tao lalo na kung wala itong ginagawang masama. Dahil lang sa nasasaktan ka ay hindi ka binibigyan ng karapatang manakit ng iba." Uminit ang aking mga mata. I remembered the quote, "Just because you're hurting does not mean you can hurt others." "Gamutin ninyo ang sakit na idinulot ng iyong pamilya sa aming pamilya. Bigyan niyo ng hustisya ang angkan ng Persalez at linisin ang pangalan ng aming lolo. Ayaw ko muling makitang nalulungkot at nangungulila si Lola

about to end everything. "How to ease this pain? How to dry these tears? How to be brave without thinking anything? How can I get these words that sucking me alive out of my mid?" How can I escape from this? How can I escape from this cruel reality? I'm so tired trying. I'm so tired enduring this pain. I'm so tired hiding from my shell. I'm just so tired about everything. I'm tied up. I don't think I can escape again. I don't think I can go through this. I'm no longer willing to try.

Galit na sigaw niya habang namumula ang mukha. I bit my lower lips when I felt like he punched my heart with his words. His words cuts deeper than a knife. His words is like a thorny things that I've step with. His words feels like a alcohol showering my heart that full of wounds. He knows how to make me realize this. I know, I step on the line that I must not step with but how can he say that words harshly? Agad ko naman pinunasan ang luha na sabay-sabay na bumagsak sa pisnge ko. Nanghihina na rin ang tuhod ko pero pinipigilan ko parin na makatayo ng maayos.

Paano ba iyan mawawala? "Your hair, the same shade of black as dark as the aisle of the church when there is no light every time the chandelier of the church was broken. These curls... feels like submerging in an waves of ocean. It's so deep that I am encouraged to find and swim great depths within the pain. The only way out is to dig deeper and first be immersed in your ocean of ache. And then slowly, carefully, I will find my way to the surface. Finally being able to breathe and realizing that there is nothing I cannot overcome. I feel like you are once the reason behind my strength. Why is that?"

“Why did she choose to do that? Why did she do that when she had me? When I needed her?!” My words came out in pieces, torn apart by sobs. My chest hurt so much I could barely breathe. The room fell silent except for the sound of my cries—raw, painful, desperate. And in that silence, I could feel it… the unbearable truth sinking in, tearing at the deepest part of my heart.

It makes me want to hear more. "Forgiveness is a tricky thing, especially when the wounds run so deep. It's like trying to mend a shattered vase, no matter how much glue you use, the cracks always show. When someone you love hurts you, it's not just a surface wound, it goes straight to the core of your being."

Fuck it! "Then, let's make ourselves better for each other!" I shouted. Can't she see?! We're hurting because we always understand and help each other. "Bakit ang dali sa 'yong iwan ako?! Ang dali sa 'yo iwanan ako at ang dali mo rin bumalik na parang wala lang! And I'm here! Ang dali bumalik sa 'yo. Fuck." I covered my face when I felt my tears. Just fuck it. Why do we need to feel this pain? I looked away when her eyes didn't change. She really wanted to go... She was desperate to go...