"VINCENT"

“Now i understand
What you tried to say to me,
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen; they did not know how.
Perhaps they’ll listen now.”





Why do people resort to leaving this world at their own way? Why do they take their own lives? Is the world so hurting and so painful that one has to leave it the easy way?




If one has been through a lot of unbearable pains, he seeks for serenity of mind… for the calmness of his spirit.. for the numbness of his heart… he seeks for life’s end…




Sometimes, one can’t help but ponder on the thought of doing the same thing… for that is the easiest way out… out of this insensitive world…out of the people who care less and who care no more…




Loving is said to be the sweetest thing.. you share and eventually become one… you care less for who he is.. for what he is.. you never look at the past but instead he becomes your present and your future. He becomes your life….




But people sometimes are ill-content.. Despite giving everything, they seem not to understand… not to listen… They shut their ears; blinded their eyes;hardened their hearts... Then it becomes an agony...




Spirits weaken when you do not hear anymore the voice that keeps you moving. There is a deafening silence… It is saddening when you do not anymore feel the warmth in the touch.. You begin to ask.. to wonder..




Then the heart bleeds… weeps… for loneliness… for the unrequited love...




You try to escape from reality… from the truth.. for it haunts you; it creeps into your inner soul…




What went wrong?… Is it too much to give much? If you feel ecstatically in love, all you want is to give all… even your own soul.. All you want is to live life with him…




Is love so suffocating that one prefers to give it up and seek for freedom? Is love so weakening that it could decay reasons, logic..?




Isn’t it difficult to give up things we hold dear on earth? But why do some, despite being loved and cared for, never realize that?




I condemn not those who find solitude through death… Their hearts must have bled badly.. No matter what harrowing they did, still, they failed to rise above the debilitating sorrow. It consumed them…




Reason is vague for one who loves and cares much, yet disregarded as if he does not exist. All he wants is to run to an obscure place where he could forget or find death….




If one takes his own life, people would ask.. people would turn their heads and ears toward him… then they would start to care.. to feel the loss……




Tears and sighs are in vain… the body is cold and the heart could feel no more… Weeping could no longer soothe the spirit.. could no longer heal the soul… They are dead…




Embrace not the cold dead body for it would no longer feel the warmth…




Regret will do no good… it would no longer revive the hopes and dreams…




Listen… understand… touch… love…








“For they could not love you
But still, your love was true.
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do.
But i could’ve told you, vincent:
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you.”