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I stated and took my jacket. I went out of the house. I felt the cold wind again. It took me back to reality. The coldness. Sometimes, we are happy about it too. But in the life, coldness means pain for us. However, the aftertaste of the pain can be different, including sweet one. In the end, the aftertaste has to turn into sweet, one way or another. The most difficult thing here is waiting. Not all people pass this test. But still, I’m sure, that coldness helps us enjoy the end much more. Maybe, it’s worth these sufferings to feel the warmth, which changes our point of view and life outlook. I started walking. Suddenly my phone rang. It was an unknown number.

"It's okay dear." "Is this how life treat people? Do they also go through a lot of hardship in their lives also? Why is my life story so different Maa? First, it was my mother, and now, I'm the next. Why can't I just be happy just like how every other couple do? Whom have I offended that's making my life a living hell for me? I've never wish anyone ill but why is LIFE so CRUEL to me? This is a CRUEL FATE Maa."

sambit naman ng mga paslit. Hindi ko naiwasang mapangiti sa nakikita kong kasiyahan sa kanilang mga mukha. Oo nga naman, kahit sa maliliit na bagay ay madali silang maging masaya. Sana bumalik na lang ako bilang bata. At least, hindi ko masiyadong iniisip ang mga problema kung hindi ang maging masaya lang. Hindi kagaya ngayong habang lumalaki ako ay mas lalo kong nararanasan ang hirap ng buhay. The more I understand things in life, the lesser I get happy.

Worth the echo within For getting hurt It is no more new to me It is no more strange to me The search for money From floor to floor Makes me crazy Damn, it is this My dedications My indisputable Life's achievement After great efforts Pain, pain and only pain Remains I must die I feel at times Why live Why live But then I now count Suicide a sin But am I still not Being dying Each day, by hurt in it Some new disease In me Shown so bright My inability To compete With my life's misfit Am I not dying Or approaching death Closer and clearer Each day appears My end Am I not dying With pain in the chest With the inability to compete With sorrows, I have met Dead past too Unfortunately It is not dea

All I could feel was one thing, Pain. I dashed into the shower and turned it on, letting the droplets of cold water fall on my clothed body. My hands gripped both side of the wall, letting my pain mix with the water. I craved more than anything for the hurt to die away. Hoping to trap it back into the steel coldness of my mind, buried deep inside the farthest part of my being, in hope that it suffocates. But it ends up finding a way out, creeping in on my me, reminding me of the ugly fact that my efforts would never be appreciated.

However, who is the child’s father? Chris got into one of his sports cars and drove to the closest club in the hopes of drowning his sorrows in alcohol and forgetting all that had happened. But how can one forget it all when the villain is the woman sleeping next to them? A single tear slipped as he continued to drink. With so much anger, he gulped down the whole bottle of his favorite poison. Today, however, it felt like the poison tasted like shitty coffee. It did not have any flavor at all. It was only bitterness that could be tasted, just like what was happening in his life. Bitter. He was currently having a bitter life. A woman has now worsened the hate relationship Chris had with his b

Paulit-ulit lahat ng naririnig ko, mga nakikita ko, at mga salitang lumalabas sa bibig ng mga pinapatay ko. All of them are boring. The throne is boring. It's no fun when I'm doing the same thing. Ahh... this life is so boring. I just want to die. What would be the feeling of dying? Does it taste sweet like grape juice? Is it painful that I'll scream harder? I badly want to die. So I tried killing myself, one, two, three, until I killed myself for 100th times... but I didn't die. I had grown tired of this life.

Sweetness is not always for long, it will get to a time when it will become bitter, even if not bitter, it will become tasteless. Life doesn’t offer good things for long without trying to introduce a little bit of bitterness. But millennium years worth of sweetness might not be able justify a day of bitterness, just like Banag known as Job on earth, he also lost all the sweetness he had to just a day bitterness. Like I heard someone said, “just a day can change a human’s life”.

“Kill me. I've lived a life of misery, known nothing but pain since the day I was born.” She paused, sighing heavily. “I don’t know what you have in store to make my life miserable, but I doubt it could be worse than what I’ve endured within these walls. Look at me... just look at me. Do I look like someone who’s ever tasted the sweetness of life?”

The polar opposite of my perspective on life. “I'm a good person. I don't drink, smoke, or do drugs, and I've not once been in trouble with the law. It's like my life was already designed to cause me nothing but heartache and pain before I took my first breath. At first, I thought maybe I was cursed, that perhaps, just maybe, I had done something in my past life that was unforgivable, and I'm paying the consequences in this life. But the suffering and curveballs just never end.” I sob. “I love Alessandro. I was pregnant with his child, you know.” I look at her with eyes full of so much misery. “I'm tired.” I sniffle. “I'm tired of living a life that only leads me down the dark valleys of tor