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Never know pain till you have felt it. And once you have felt it, never describe it. Everyone's entitled to it.
Everyone's entitled to know what it feels like to want something so bad that it can hurt. To not get it, even then. To crumble and fall and see it go further away as you get eaten from the inside.
Everyone needs to know what it is like to be not heard. Not heard even when you scream in a crowded street.
To know what the phrase 'Love hurts' actually means.
To actually know what it takes to be 'different' in a normal world.
To hurt so bad that you will cry to the point where you lie naked in a pool of your own tears. and every last ounce of shame is taken from you.
To understand what it feels like to be never be understood, and when someone finally does, you don't understand them.
To taste what irony means. To search the parched desert for some water, and when you discover the perfect wine, you can't taste it, coz you your taste buds have been burnt.
To have dreams that will never come true.
Everyone is entitled to their share of pain.
Let them have it.
Everyone's entitled to know what it feels like to want something so bad that it can hurt. To not get it, even then. To crumble and fall and see it go further away as you get eaten from the inside.
Everyone needs to know what it is like to be not heard. Not heard even when you scream in a crowded street.
To know what the phrase 'Love hurts' actually means.
To actually know what it takes to be 'different' in a normal world.
To hurt so bad that you will cry to the point where you lie naked in a pool of your own tears. and every last ounce of shame is taken from you.
To understand what it feels like to be never be understood, and when someone finally does, you don't understand them.
To taste what irony means. To search the parched desert for some water, and when you discover the perfect wine, you can't taste it, coz you your taste buds have been burnt.
To have dreams that will never come true.
Everyone is entitled to their share of pain.
Let them have it.
posted by Neville at
1:19 pm
10 Comments:
Dammit Nev, that just cut me up - completely.
Now I'm really convinced that one reads something only when one's meant to.
And it's awesome that writing that moves me so much is often by my friends.
This is really brilliant.
Hello!
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No one is entitled to inflict pain.
To crush someone and then snub them like a cigarette.
To drown them mercilessly and cry for help
To play the game just to treat them as pawns
To paint a dream and colour it black
To show the world from a cage
No one is entitled to it.
No one.
let them know it.
i believe otherwise. pain keeps us humble. keeps us rooted. keeps us from making mistakes. even if they weren't.
i am glad you felt pain enough to put finger to keyboard. thank you.
wow! u can write!!
Hi Neville.......Laxmi here. quite liked what you wrote. i'm glad u felt so much pain.....will definitely make you a better person with more depth. we often run away from grief....but it's gutsy to face it all and learn from it. hope you are doing good :)
That's exquisite.
Thank you.
Madhavi
Hi...Just came across your blog.
This particular post is something I could really relate to deeply.
Thanks for writing it.
Your line about being different from the herd touched my heart somewhere.
Its really no fun being different.
you are amazing!!!!
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