It’s a shame that the world has to die
Like a growing flower in orbit.
The delicate petals like fingers of children
That will be no more.
Its a shame that the fallen skies
Will surround the rivers with dust
And cover the seas like a woolen blanket
Which has been torn in the middle
Like the heart of a lost soul.
The paper is blotted,
Crystal glasses is shattered,
The eye of a lion gauged in a gruesome war.
Doves become black as ashes,
The purity of this earth disappeared
As a crow in the dead of night.
People create the worlds nature,
Now people are destroying the nature
That creatures created.
Memories Are Forgotten
All Things Come To An End,
Precious People Like You Are Treasured
People may hate you
For being different and not living
Up to society’s standards,
But deep down,
They wish they had
The courage to do the same.
Stay true to yourself.
Stay true and real.
How many of us are ‘fronting?’ I just watched a discussion about social isolation and loneliness and realised that so many of us are probably really lonely. Even those of us who are surrounded by people physically. How many of us via physical or mental illness, lack of confidence, age, obesity, poverty, or simply being […]
“How to love someone who has depression” – There are a lot of posts going around about how to love someone who has depression and the allowances you have to make; the understanding you have to show, the hardships you have to go through etc. I have read some wonderful posts about how to be […]
“Always telling people you do not care may eventually make them believe you. However, trying to convince them so hard may actually mean you really do care.”
Read these beautiful lines:
The value of a sister
Who doesn’t have one.
The value of ten years:
Ask a newly
The value of four years:
Ask a graduate.
The value of one year:
Ask a student who
Has failed a final exam.
The value of nine months:
Ask a mother who gave birth to a still-born.
The value of one month:
Ask a mother
who has given birth to
A premature baby.
The value of one week:
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.
The value of one hour:
Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.
The value of one minute:
Ask a person
Who has missed the train, bus or plane.
The value of one-second:
Ask a person
Who has survived an accident…
The value of one millisecond:
Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics
Time waits for no one.
Treasure every moment you have.
You will treasure it even more when
you can share it with someone special.
To realize the value of a friend:
MEMORIES ARE FORGOTTEN,
ALL THINGS COME TO AN END,
PRECIOUS PEOPLE LIKE YOU ARE TREASURED
Peel back the layers of pretence and deceipt and reveal the absolute truth
I have no aspirations Depression and despair sucked them away
I have no dreams, manic racing thoughts and isolation have stolen the
I have nothing but darkness and despair my mind is broken and I have no way to help it everything I have tried has failed , medications don’t work or stop working cause other problems or I am allergic to them . I am sick of people in the Muslim community telling me if you just pray more it will go away it is like telling a sick person that has a gashing cut more and the bleeding will stop if you just pray more , if someone has a cut there are steps to take to deal with the cut the first step is to apply pressure and get the bleeding under control then assess whether the cut needs stitches or just a bandage once that is done then you clean the wound and apply the stitches and then a bandage and give the person pain medication and help them recover well when one has a mental illness most people will just say snap out of it , everyone goes through periods of feeling bad what they don’t realize is that when one feels so bad and sad they can’t just snap out of it they don’t realize just how hard it is to get to get out of bed and just make it through the day some of us with mental illnesses get really good at masking the symptoms and our feelings because we are just to exhausted to deal with other peoples pity fear or disgust so we get good at playing poker faces or we develop what i call the I’m fine mask or the I’m ok just tired because the children kept me awake excuse what we don’t says is I’m not ok I didn’t sleep because I couldn’t turn off my brain I am having intrusive thoughts and when I do sleep I have weird dreams that seem more like forgotten memories from when I was a child but I can’t even put into words what the weird dream/memories are about because they scare the crap out of me and when I’ve talked about them I’ve been told it didn’t happen you are making it up it’s all in you head get over it the list just goes on and on.
So now I’ve reached the point that I have no dreams or aspirations I am just here simply because I just struggle through each day sometimes all I can do is struggle through the hour, minute or second no one understands how I feel and to be honest I don’t really know how to pray yes it’s embarrassing I know the motions and the Al Fatiha but that’s it there are a whole bunch of other things in between that I don’t know and no one has bothered to take the time to show me and teach me .
More than a few people have lectured me on why and blah blah but no one shows me or encourages me to start they just say you do it x amount of time blah blah blah , you should go to more lectures, events , but no one ever says hey lets get together and pray or hey how are you doing with your prayers do you need any help can I answer any questions here’s a great website for information, hey lets have tea and just talk everyone is to busy in their own little worlds to reach out and help the internet is both a good and bad thing good for finding information and bad for further isolating people now people spend endless hours on social networking sites gabbing about stupid stuff and posting dumb pictures whatever happened to planning and getting together just for the sake of Allah and to help your fellow human?