Sunday, June 28, 2015

The Broken Ones

Why do bad things happen to good people? This one question has bothered me for a very long time and I have managed to receive nothing but vague and senseless explanations from everyone. I even googled it with zero success. Most of the stuff that I came across was extreme form of spiritual bullshit or stories of failed suicide attempts meant to make people feel better. It's fine if bad things happen to those who deserve them. They sort of have it coming but I particularly cannot understand why people, who have been nothing but good, get screwed over by destiny. 



I have seen a tons of good people get hurt in the worst possible ways. A poor puppy who died of distemper and another who became a road kill. A little kid who suffered from a painful terminal disease and a nice woman who went into coma after a terrible accident. I cannot understand why these things happen. People say that all this pain only makes you stronger but what if it breaks you instead. And trust me, I know what happens to the Broken Ones. They never recover and it never stops hurting. Its like the dullest knife swaying back and forth and ripping through the softest skin there ever was. 

And these things scar everyone around the victims of fate as well. It breaks them too, in unimaginable ways. The female dog who mourned her dead puppy for a long time, the parents of that terminally ill kid who felt helpless as they watched the life from their little kid's eyes fade away and the husband of that woman who spends hours in the hospital watching his wife live through machines. It so sad that it breaks my heart in to a million pieces too.

I wish this didn't happen. I wish that life was fair. But it isn't. People get away with doing bad stuff everyday and destiny decides to go after the good ones? What sort of shitty logic is that?

People tell me that it's all okay. The harder we fall the stronger we get. Each time we go to bed wounded and broken, we wake up the next day stronger and wiser. But each day we also wake a little more damaged that before. Till a point when we're so badly broken that we can no longer be fixed. 



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