Times when I felt extremely low.
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I have hurt every person I have ever touched. I have even ruined some people’s lives. I have never been able to bring a positive change in anyone that has ever been associated with me. It’s not that I have done it on purpose but it always turned out to be the case, even if I had the best of intentions for someone. No one has been ever happy with me; relatives, friends, siblings, parents, not even the love of my life, nobody. I never tried enough and when I did, it was either too late or I coudn't make a good impact on the lives of the ones who loved me. May be, I am a selfish being who thinks that people around him will get happy with the things that please him only. And in that process, I made mistakes; mistakes that were inevitable, the ones that you cannot escape from. The blunders I made, haunt not only me but the very life of others who trusted or loved me.
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I have hurt every person I have ever touched. I have even ruined some people’s lives. I have never been able to bring a positive change in anyone that has ever been associated with me. It’s not that I have done it on purpose but it always turned out to be the case, even if I had the best of intentions for someone. No one has been ever happy with me; relatives, friends, siblings, parents, not even the love of my life, nobody. I never tried enough and when I did, it was either too late or I coudn't make a good impact on the lives of the ones who loved me. May be, I am a selfish being who thinks that people around him will get happy with the things that please him only. And in that process, I made mistakes; mistakes that were inevitable, the ones that you cannot escape from. The blunders I made, haunt not only me but the very life of others who trusted or loved me.
If I go by the average human age, I am half way through my
life. I have made so many mistakes and committed so many sins. I am tired now.
I cannot find any purpose in living. I cannot live life to its full. I don’t
want to live any more. The cloud of despair and disappointment has shadowed
every ray of hope and faith inside me. I’m all dark, all so dark. I know I am
moving to the end with nothing in my hands. All the springs, storms and winters
of my life have swept away my existence pieces by pieces like dry leaves. I have
no one else to blame. It’s me who did it and doing it. All the shame, guilt and
regret I confront each day has made me nothing less than a life-less object
placed around the corner.
I am left with nothing to prove, nothing to keep and
nothing to give. I am nothing.