Look through anothers eyes.
Posted by sellout
Firstly I challenge anyone to watch this video:
Between the trees - How she feels
…and visit twloha.com and read the story.
It is about time a group step up and start getting the message out there. May God bless their efforts.
I can not tell you how many times I have run into people that are unaware of cutting, and depression, or generally unaware of what anyone around them is going through.
I find it even more disturbing to realize how many people I have known that go through these types of problems while putting on a good front, raising their hands in worship, all the while going home to a very burnt out frustrating world all alone.
People in these situations will never get out on their own… I know, I have been there.
The worst place in the world for a person to be is to be going through depression, and expecting and praying those around them figure it out on their own, because they do not have the will or strength to tell them.
When the people around them do not step in to help, they turn to self mutilation or abuse, drinking, street drugs like meth or acid, sexual flings, or anything they can do to get their mind off their personal pain for a fleeting moment.
It takes love and compassion and insight of people around them to show them what they are worth, and what is beautiful and important about them. Sometimes, once does not cut it. A feel-good sermon does not cut it. Beating around the bush and pretending that it does not go on in the churches, with pastors kids, or with our close friends… does not cut it.
We start the change and stop the pain by opening our eyes, and looking closer at the fake smiles of those around us.
what does the world care if i fail?
will the threads of time
shatter in their endless eclipses
if i am cut down at the knees?
who is there
-who will ever be there-
to help me to my feet again?
nay, the winds could care less;
they whirl ceaselessly
as the bitter tears streak down my face
the fluffy clouds smile at me
failing to notice the mask i wear
to hide my quivering lips and
conceal my pain-filled eyes
the rain pelts down upon me
unaware of the storm raging
within my own heart right now
threatening to rip me apart
i am a flood.
with tears and fears i
sweep worlds away
into the deep
my feelings are stars, and
there are so many!
you cannot count them
when you try, they disappear
before you can finish
some are glimmering, glittering feelings,
longings that stoke anger and passion,
bitter laments that slowly dim
but can never fade completely
the black of the night sky is my soul.
with trembling hands i paint
a masterpiece, but streaks of red
destroy me…
i hold onto hope, though, that dawn will come…
someday,
dawn will come…
It is necessary to be honest with our insecurities and our outlook, in order to identify what really is necessary to make us happy. Few people can do that.
Well done.