Tainted Love

This article on the net caught my attention; I read it recently written by someone concerning the younger generation, mainly about teens and young adults. The article also expresses its sadness on the increase of teenage pregnancy and sexual transmitted diseases such as HIV. However, that part is not included here. This piece mainly focuses on the behavior and thoughts and how it’ll affect the future. According to the post, the ‘writer’ found this piece in a book and has written it down to share it with others.

“To the charming princesses who believe they have found their prince and how wonderful it is when the heart starts to tingles, starts longing and starts to ache in love. To confide in someone and to share all your secrets with, to hear sweet as honey praises that goes deep into the depths of the heart and melts it. You think that, this is what it feels like being alive.

Getting caught up in the frenzy, this new revelation seems to be the answers to all the questions. Oh my, this feeling overwhelms you, makes you want to say that the mind is in the heart because it feels like it has a mind of its own and it feels so right, and who dare question the ways of the heart?

I look at this shallowness, people in oblivion not noticing this temporary heaven that they have discovered. How long is forever? Take a look around, open your eyes young ones. Unless you’re prepared for the ultimate tie, stop fooling yourself with words of comfort and the feeling of being appreciated for the person you truly are. When you yourself don’t have the slightest idea on who really are. Even then, how long is forever?

Young minds, programmed by fantasies and fairytales while growing up, believing in the stories read by their parents night after night. Who’s agenda was it anyway? To make kids believe in falsehood? And that this ‘love’ is everlasting and the line, ‘happily ever after’ engraved in every child’s heart.

Upon hearing words of affection and splendors accompanied by love songs that tease the heart, that connects with emotions, that makes you want to say, 'this song is about me'. They then melt like ice cream in summer and sacrifice themselves in the longing, and in proving themselves, sacrificing ceremony takes place, in the name of the so-called 'love' they believe in.

But not too long after, when a mosquito buzzes and bits one of you on the arm, it comes to an end. Heaven turns to hell, pain takes over and 'POOF' it’s over. Oh chastity, no longer mine, Regrets and hatred makes its entrance, like how extras in a movie appear briefly.

The following days, they miraculously pick themselves up and start over the journey in finding true love and repeating the same mistakes over and over again.

It makes me raise an eyebrow but to you, it’s as if you’re wrapped in a pair of pure hands that promises you happiness and everlasting joy. It makes me wonder, that you don’t wonder, that your other half is as oblivious as you’re. Surely if he knows the burden of words, it would’ve not escaped his lips. For making a princess feel special, happy and loved every second of her life is not in the hand of man.

Oh humanity who constantly look for release, relief and joy. He smokes to find a moment of comfort, he takes drugs to escape from reality, and consumes alcohol to feel free. Always wanting to find escapism, an easy way out. Don’t you see that this is the same? For a moment of comfort and acceptance you put yourself at risk?

For when I think about it, of course its because, when two of the same kind comes together, it is the celebrations of ignorance, idiocracy and the make belief of love”