Romans & histoires This World Shall Know Pain

It seems like this song, is my final message towards him. I wanted to hear his voice..... Mas lalong nanikip lang ang dibdib ko when his tears fell down. I can see pain and fear in his face and eyes. He is scared. Gusto kong magsalita pero wala ng lumabas ng boses sa aking bibig. My throat is already flooded with blood. I can feel it and I am already having difficulty with breathing. This will be my end. I came to this world and it was like a dream, a dream that I don't want to end.

“Because I used to. I used to think the world would make things right if I just waited long enough. If I prayed hard enough. But it doesn’t. Justice doesn’t come for people like me.” Tumingin ako sa brace sa kamay ko. “I lost everything. My art, my life, my love. And for what? For someone who thought protecting me meant letting me bleed?” Tahimik si Vivien, pero alam kong nakikinig siya. “You know what’s worse than pain?” I asked softly. “It’s realizing you got used to it.” Nakatitig lang ako sa kanya nang ilang sandali bago ako tumayo. The key in my pocket felt heavy. I twisted it slowly, and the sound of the metal against the lock echoed around us. Vivien flinched when she heard it.

Umupo si Harrison nang mas maayos, nanatili sa tabi ng kama. Kung may sumubok mang saktan siya muli— Kung may sumubok mang agawin ang pahinga niya— Tahimik pero mabigat ang desisyong bumigat sa dibdib niya. I will burn the world for you, Azalea. And I won’t regret it.

Nasaksihan ko kung paano siya ka-willing na tapusin ang buhay niya at iwan kami. How can I forgive my father if he flip my peaceful world to a miserable one? Life is very cruel. We don't know how we can reach the peaceful one. Madaya ang mundo at laging hindi pumapabor sa mga gusto nating mangyari. We are imprisoned in this ruthless world and we can't do anything but be deal with its unfairness. Because that's how the world keeps on orbiting. The world is spinning in order to pull us into its hypocrisy.

"You're welcome po. I just realize that if I will not forgive you, patuloy lang po akong magagalit sa inyo and I don't want that. Hindi po ako marunong magtanim ng galit." "Thank you so much, hija." I smiled at him. Huminga ako ng malalim at nakaramdam ng ginhawa. I realized as well that it's okay to get hurt, to cry, and to feel the pain because that makes us human. We have to learn how to acknowledge pain and sufferings, because if we will not acknowledge them it will lead us to bitterness. Patuloy tayong magagalit sa mundo. Patuloy tayong magagalit sa mga taong nagkamali.

Pait na may kasamang itinatagong galit at poot na pinipigil ilabas. This guy eventually smile but she know's that deep inside him, he's bleeding. He's aching for pain that any doctors couldn't do about it to stop. "Yeah. A guy who womanize to hide his pain." Nagpakawala siya ng marahas na buntong-hininga kapagkuwan. "We almost had it, Sebastian. Almost. But maybe, God has plan. I don't know if I can still believe that saying. But yeah. Maybe."

Delaney's POV Hindi ko na alam kung kanino ko ba ibabato ang sisi sa mga bagay na nangyayari sa akin. Simula nang magka-isip ako at ma-expose sa unfair na patakaran ng Mundo, ni minsan ay hindi pa gumanda ang takbo ng kapalaran ng buhay ko. Palaging may sabit. Palaging may kulang. Palaging may mali. May dapat ba akong sisihin? Minsan, iniisip ko: bakit ako pa 'yong napiling buhayin dito sa Mundo? Anong purpose? To suffer? Para maging pawn at paglaruan ng tadhana? I don't . . . like this. I don't want this kind of thing. I don't want to suffer anymore—or my little brother.

Not yet. Not until all the pain, all the rage, all the guilt inside me were silenced. Not until my skin split and my bones ached. Not until every ounce of agony bled out of me like penance. Because this? This was nothing. Kulang pa. Kulang pa lahat ng sakit na nararamdaman ko sa mga gabing mag-isa siyang umiiyak. Sa mga oras na nilamon siya ng mundo habang ako, nasaan?

How could I possibly live now kung wala na ang taong itinuring kong mundo? "This pain is killing me," saad ko sa pagitan ng paghagulgol. Mas lalo akong naiyak nang yakapin niya ako. "Hindi siya worth it. Huwag mong iyakan ang isang taong hindi ka kayang ipaglaban. Sapat na iyong minahal mo siya. Hindi mo p’wedeng isisi sa sarili mo ang lahat. Wala kang kasalanan dahil ang tanging naging kasalanan mo lang ay mahalin siya."

Tumingin ako sa taas nang lumabo na rin ang mata ko dahil sa luha. I don't want to see anyone suffering in pain. I hate it. I hate how they feel sad. I hate the thought of it. I hate being sad and in pain so much that it envelopes me and swallow me. Maybe that's why I'm a pushover, maybe that's why I can't say no to anyone. Isang nakabibinging tunog ang narinig namin. Kasunod no'n ang katahimikan. Kumalas sa akin si Chryszyler sa pagkakayakap. He's still crying. So am I...