What to do when you see someone you love, in Depression.

It’s been a long time since I have posted here. Yeah all bloggers write this when they come back I know. The viewers are already aware that you didn’t posted anything so just shut up and do what ever you are here for!

So, today we are going to discuss about some of my issues. I don’t know why this affects me so much that a person who is close to me, when he or she talks to someone else, it pisses me off. Like really, i don’t have you in my life for sharing you with some one else. So, STFU.

I know it’s quiet possessive but yeah that’s me. Actually the thing is, I have recently created a good bond with my teacher. He shares everything of his life and I too, share a bit. Seeing someone in depression kills my soul quietly. So, I did tried to make him feel good because some way serious shit happened to him a couple of months ago.

I have been in tough times too, I have seen how it feels to live in isolation, I know the situation when no friend of yours help you. Similarly happened to him, I like talking to him, he teaches me some salient views of life in a very impeccable way. I don’t know how to say it but he really is one of the important parts of my life.

Maybe this seems boring to you but having someone in your life who listens to your shit and guide you throughout the way, is an achievement in itself. They just refurbish your mind and fabricate some new thoughts in it so beautifully that you just can’t let them go.

 

Seeing someone in depression hurts me a lot, like deep down my heart. So, please if you see someone suffering from it, NEVER hesitate to talk to them. Because it’s so painful, it’s sometimes so frustrating you could have never thought of. Having a conversation with a person who is sad, teaches you the real meaning of happiness, of loyalty, of life. Trust me if you make them feel important, no matter if it’s in the smallest way, they won’t leave your hand. Because now you are somehow a part of their life, their memories. They will remember your words, your effort, your everything you have tried to make them feel happy.

It’s really a beautiful and mesmerizing experience. Just talk to them, if you don’t know what to say just listen. Listen to whatever they want to say. If they don’t share their things, just let them be. Make them feel so special, so important, so beautiful, that they won’t stop themselves to hug and cry on your shoulder. At least you can help a soul to rebuilt itself. Don’t force them to say things that are hurting them, otherwise they might get frustrated from your questions. Remember one thing, they are really sensitive, one bad word and you won’t understand how can it make it worse. So choose words wisely, be calm, and try to make things work out.

Have a good heart, stay positive.

-xOx-

Hey guys!

Feeling worst right now.

bye.

but wait. Don’t forget to like and comment your views. I’ll appreciate it.

Yes I am not okay.

I stay quite,

Because i want to be.

I feel useless to talk in front of you all,

Because all you people see my emotions as “anger”.

I tried to make up things,

but you ruined them everytime.

You ask, why I am so upset?

Little did you know, you’re the only reason . 

Your mindset, your ego, your arrogance,

I am done with it but I should not be.

You do some unnecessary shits,

And praise them for God knows what reasons.

You say, you are so irritating,

Yes, I am… because you never tried to know what my heart belongs to.

You do what your fucking mind says,

But now it’s out of my level of peace.

I won’t be able to handle your shitty decisions,

Pardon me darling, you’re not going to lead on my way.

You said, I am changing,

YES I HAVE… atleast you noticed a thing. 

                                –xOx

Raped..

Alone in the alleys of town

Light hours were already drown..

A couple of strangers stared at me

I kept walking like I should be..

No sound, no noise came foreside

Just me and my dim shadow beside..

Hummings of them followed my steps

Calming my heart I speeded up my steps..

One of them wrapped my waist and my mouth

The other one lifted my legs and turned to south..

I tried to shout but I failed

I tried to get off but I failed..

Fidgety me, screaming me, crying me

Hard to accept but sin to see..

They ripped my clothes and tied me up

They hit my head with a solid rod..

They harmed my cleavages and my body

I felt my private part bleeding already..

I fainted due to the wounds of sex

My tear fell down, I don’t know what happened next..

When I got concious, I heard them talking about killing me or not

It was the 3rd day already so they should  stop..

I saw my body, it was pale, cutted, harmed bruises on it

A picture of my mother came to my eyes, I remember, my dad captured it..

They came again and opened the ropes

Threw me in the car and drove some way near shores..

They abused me, hitted me again and again

But my body was cold, it didn’t reflected the pain..

They were monsters that are intellectually  bruised

I was raped… in the alleys of my childhood..

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Hi readers!

My heart pounded when I searched for pictured related to rape. Please raise your voice against wrong. I am so thrilled to see that these kind of people still are living a normal life. I just don’t know how to control my mind right now.

Please support girls.

.The.Clever.Idiot.

Touch.

He kept his eyes on me when I wore that dress in front of him,

Recalling those unforgettable touches we had just a moment before..

He tried to conceal the monster of love inside his thoughts,

When I traced my fingers on his skin just the way he wanted..

-xOx-

 

 

 

 

 

It was me.. Dead.

It was 2 AM at night I still was scrolling on my feed like it is involved in my daily routine. Nothing interesting was their at all so I put my phone back beside my pillow and stared at the blank wall. I kept thinking about my mistakes and future stuff like everyone do. 10 minutes later I was yawning like a goat so I  closed my eyes and decided to wait for sleep to come.

Few seconds later I saw myself in a place which was all deep white and nothing was there, not even my shadow. I walked in some direction I don’t know and kept walking expecting some results of this benumbed white atmosphere. “Hellooo..” I called for someone to hear me but it was the same. I was in my bedroom a minute ago but where the hell am I now? How would I get back? I was worried and scared and nothing was running through my mind until I saw someone whispering for help.

That person was some meters away from me. She was laying and the blood was flowing from her body continuously. I was nervous and scared after watching her in that condition. I stepped towards her almost dead body but still she was calling for help. I looked around expecting some other normal person like me but there wasn’t anyone. My feet were like shivering because I haven’t saw anyone like this before.

As I reached to her, my soul was thrilled…

There wasn’t any cloth on her body, her scars, her blood and dark blemishes covered her..

It was me.. laying there.. so weakened and still..

For a moment I didn’t understood what was going on. I ran away from that girl exactly like me but again I saw her in my way. I looked back at the previous one but it wasn’t there.

I screamed for help and again there wasn’t anyone to hear me. That girl called me again but I didn’t went close to her. I was so scared that I started crying. But for my surprise my tears weren’t coming from my eyes. I cried for¬†help but no one replied. There was me and her in that deathlike world, completely white just like fog in the chilliest winter and not cold at all.

She stopped calling, the bleeding stopped.. No movement, nothing in response.

I prepared myself and went closer a bit to see what happened. Her body was burned badly and nothing was wrong with her face, I mean my face.. I touched her forehead and saw her bruised body. It was like she has been cursed so badly. Hundreds of thoughts were running through my mind. Her eyes were open and all deep black. I took my stole and covered her from it because the bruises were so bad I couldn’t even see them. I was crying and scared and wasn’t able to do anything for her (for myself..) My whole body turned pale and weaker.

Nothing changed, I was alone a moment before but I felt more alone now. When I saw a part of me died in front of me. I didn’t listened to me. I didn’t helped me.

It was me.. laying there.. so weakened and still..

It was me.. Dead.

In the world of heavenly white, cursed with netherworld’s sinned bruises.

-xOx-