A bag of nails

Once upon a time there was a little boy with a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he should hammer a nail in the fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. But gradually, the number of daily nails dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the first day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper at all. He proudly told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out, it won’t matter how many times you say ‘I’m sorry’, the wound is still there.”

Source: View on Buddhism

Stroll

Woke up with my eyes all puffy
I had a rough night
Because It was one of those nights
where bad thoughts take the lead
“I am miserable”
“I am unworthy”
“I am a failure”
“I am a damn joke”
Tears that wont stop falling
And losing control all over my body
 
Now I just want to take a walk,
Towards a world without agony
Even if the stroll will be endless,
I will keep  moving forward
 

 

 

 

Lost

Quite some time has passed since my world started collapsing.
I’ve been busy picking up the pieces for quite some time now, but it’s like there’s no end to it.
The amount of pieces it had been into broken is just innumerable.
There have been so many times that I had been convinced that the end was finally near.
But never had I been so wrong.
Not once
Not twice
Not thrice
No, it occurred so many times that I’ve lost count.
 
I feel like a failure that can’t do anything right.
I couldn’t even pass my first year of college.
It’s just that I’ve been so emotionally unstable.
But it’s getting better.
I am just wishing for a second chance, but the more time passes the less confident I become about this.
I just need to find my way again.
Because right now I’m still lost, and maybe just slightly leaning towards the right direction