I'm Hurting Novels & Stories

Bakit ako sobrang nasasaktan kung hindi ko na siya mahal? "Aless—" "No!" Pigil ko at binaklas ang kanyang kamay na akmang hahawak sa akin. Mabilis na pinahid ko ang aking mga luha at mabilis na nilisan ang silid na iyon. I don't feel love...but I am hurting...I don't feel pity, but I was shaken. What's happening to me? ©️charmaineglorymae

Nangyari na ang hindi dapat mangyari. Sana isa na lang itong panaginip, sana isa na lang itong masamang panaginip at paggising ko ay nasa tabi at tumatawa at ngumingiti ang mahal ko, nagpaparinig kung ano ang gustong kainin o anong gustong ipabili sa akin pero hindi, dahil… My baby is now hurting….My baby is traumatized because of what happened.

I've heard those words before countless times yet i'm always in pain. "I don't feel assured that he won't hurt me, either way... I don't think I can stop making him feel upset. It's my nature to annoy people anyway." Napapaos na tugon ko habang nakatitig nang malalim sa kanyang mga mata. Napataas-baba ang kanyang baga at alam kong unti-unti nang umiikli ang kanyang pasensya.

Humikbi ako nang humikbi habang tinatakpan ang aking mukha at bibig gamit ang comforter. I am so tired of crying, I am so tired of everything that I just wanted to cry it all. Sana, sana ibuhos ko lang pag-iyak ay maayos na. But even though I cry it all, I will still not be okay. I endured this pain in my heart my whole life. I carried this pain with me my whole life. When will I be healed? I’m tired.

Napa-singhot ako at napaawang ang labi sa magkahalong tuwa at sakit na nararamdaman ng puso ko. I cried. While holding my twin brother, I sobbed uncontrollably. My eyes are bloodshot, and even though the stab wound hurts, walang-wala ang sakit na iyon mayakap lang muli ang kapatid ko. Iroshin's head is leaning on my shoulder and silently crying alongside me.

Dahil din sa hindi ko na mapigilan na emosyon kaya nawalan ako ng malay. Isang maliit na kamay ang humahaplos sa aking pisngi dahilan para magising ako. Agad ko iyong hinuli at hinawakan ng ubod higpit. “Mama, you’re hurting me,” reklamo ng isang maliit na tinig.

lumakad ako papunta sa kama at dumapa roon, humigpit ang hawak ko sa comforter at nag-umpisa na sumigaw sag alit, kasabay ng sigaw ang luha ko. It hurts like hell, I don’t deserve this pain, and I don’t know how to handle this, ang sakit, sobra.

All I can do is cry. “Bell 407, can you hear me? Captain Costales, can you hear me?” I heard from the headset. I couldn’t reach it. I couldn’t move. Everything hurts so bad. “P-Please… h-help m-me,” I cried slowly. I held on to what's piercing in my chest and shouted when it move. Mas lumalim ang baon noon sa aking dibdib, tumatagos sa aking likuran. “Arghh!” I shouted because it hurts so bad

"The hardest thing in life is to forgive... If you hate somebody, youre not hurting the person you hate.. you're hurting yourself" -----Louis Zamperini ----- i thought having my memories back will make me happy.. but why... why it's hurting me? dalawang oras na ang nakakalipas pero tuloy pa den sa pag agos ang luha ko. simula ng magising ako hindi na tumigil pa ang luha ko. naaalala ko na ang lahat.

Tiniis ko na lang ang sakit dahil alam kong mas sasaktan niya ako kung may sasabihin akong patuloy na makakagalit sa kanya. Mga demonyo. Hindi ko sila mapapatawad! It hurts too much and I know that I'm already badly injured. Siguradong may mangyayaring masama saakin kung patuloy akong magiging ganito. I need help and a proper treatment to survive. Pero paano? I can't even help myself.