Words That Tear Skins
By: Awais N. Bahar
Tags: Mental Illness, Love, Loneliness, Inspiration, Depression

Photo by Oleg Ivanov on Unsplash

There are so many things in life that we yet not understand. But we do have an explanation for them that makes “sense” or makes us “feel good about it”. Truth is subjective too. What is true for me is not true for you and vice versa. Humans are different creatures who are critical, highly judgmental, and insane.

Every person has gaps within. Some fill it with comfort others cannot fill it thus remain empty chasing things that never make their hearts full. Those with empty hearts become people-pleasers, cannot say NO to people and become lonely. As Swiss Psychiatrist, Carl Jung said once, “When a man knows more than others, he becomes lonely.”

We are a lonely generation lost in screens. Things are changing faster than we realize. Mental illness is common as ever. It is not a bullet that will kill us. It will be a thought that will make us strangle ourselves to death. Some of us cannot bear this thought even.

We have never been afraid of ghosts. We were and are just afraid of the voices in our heads. Somehow screens comfort us from those voices. But in the end, we eventually kneel down in front of them like a victim and listen to them finally.

A man who has nothing to lose is a man who has lost everything already. It is this losing everything that makes a man insane. Because insane people live life. Normal people only get up at five, drink their black coffee, and go to work and do the shit for the rest of their lives.

I think insanity is a gift from Cosmos. Like Cosmos choosing the ones who need to step down the workaholic generation. Everybody has to say something and whenever they say it. It often has to do with what they have been through. Some will agree with you others will disagree. Some will get pissed for real others get inspired.

They say anger is the absence of love. When there is anger. It exists because it has never tasted love but it needed to. Anger has many lives. The second it dies it reincarnates. Remember most of us were raised broken. And the anger runs in our veins. But love; when I say, Love. I mean love that makes the hair on our skin stand out. When I say love I mean the kind of love which makes our skins be pulled even though when something inside is holding it so tightly.

Love does not fight anger. Love holds it, love looks it into the eyes and Love cries for it.

Listen when I say this. Love does not fight anger. Love holds it, love looks it into the eyes and Love cries for it. Only anger fights anger. Love has the language that only anger understands.

It is so okay to disagree with me right now. Because in the absence of love this all is nonsense. But I dare you to go deep within you. Tell me about the pain that your smiles are hiding every day. Tell me about the tears that only the walls have witnessed around you. And tell me about the loneliness that eats you every second.

What am I talking about? Your mind might have said that. But that is okay. If your mind said that. It is either you have been in it but still not want to admit or never have been in it so how can you know how deep the water is?

Words have power. The power to change lives. But sometimes we feel ineffable to express them. But if ever the words come out of us. They tear skins not ears. They hit the closest thing in the body. And when that happens. Trust me every word will hold a thousand stories worth telling. So I dare you to dig deep within you. Unplug yourself from screens. And let the pain guide you towards a path that is only yours.

_Awais N. Bahar