The Mind's Pain Bottled in...

Our hearts harbour our tears, our fears, our deepest thoughts and desires;
It speaks of its own accord....because when we least expect it, it shows our true self; a reflection of a sort...
Our tears reflect the pain we face, our smiles spring up from beauty that we see within, our laughs express our inward state of happiness.

Sometimes we feel so blank and few understand the feeling in the exact way we feel it. It’s hard for anyone to understand, not because they haven’t been in the same situation, but it’s different in everyone's case. Pain and frustration, within an environment that prevents you from venting it all out. How do you deal with things without letting them out; at least enough for you to get over it...

In football, we often see players play through the pain barrier, and a performance is expected from them...they suffer through it all just get the job done. We put smiles on people's faces, hang out, and create a range of impressions...some happy, loving, dependent and rather friendly but after it all, we tend to find that with all the charade of the amount of friendships and people we might have around, we still feel alone. Then again, we start to ask ourselves those annoying questions that further confuse us... where is everyone now that I need them? how come I'm always there for everyone and don't have nobody to keep my mind at ease and be that shoulder to lean on? what exactly is bothering me? What is this void and emptiness that my heart feels? What is all of this about? Where is this painful emptiness from? How can I get over it?
Bundled with all of this, we're further bothered by personal goals and other time-constrained pressures like School-work, deadlines or even our jobs. All of which take up the much needed time for a personal healing process.
Through all this, we fare relatively well, however, there is always the fear that we could break at a time when it matters most. At a time when all our senses need to be at their sharpest. That's the major fear of being bottled up.

Until we reach our breaking point we are fine but after that comes a breakdown ...a point of realisation... a point where everything that seemed to matter no longer matters; things we used to overlook start to take the lime-light. We experience a new kind of emotion, similar to those we are accustomed to; but in a new dimension and with more depth

We'll hurt a lil' more, we cry a lil' more, we sob a lil' more...somehow; old feelings that we once forgot about come to us more vivid than we imagine. We start to face a new reality; determined by an event, a presence or a reanimation. While this wakes us up sometimes with happy cheer, other times with painful tears, it teaches us lessons on stagnation, on moving ahead, facing new challenges, working out sad events into a joyous new beginning.
We determine how further ahead we move with our own hands, our own minds, and our own actions. We literarily have the world at our finger-tips; when we are smart we grab it and mould it into our world, other times we miss opportunities for a new start and have to face a double consequence of the experience.
When experiences are good, they could make us laugh, give us some sort of satisfaction and pleasure. But it is often easy to get carried away by such episodes of happiness/joy, when in the real sense, we are meant to find lessons from experiences to find ways to keep ourselves happy, avoid pitfalls, and share our happiness with those desperately seeking it.