Labyrinth of Suffering

How will we get out on our labyrinth of suffering?

People will always be people. A mix of both sunshine and darkness. A mathematical, scientific explanation and an unexplained mystery. No matter how we try to be 'more' than just human, in the end, we will always be human; inseparable to suffering, afflicted with darkness and prone to loneliness. No matter how we try hard, we can still feel the emptiness.

This is our labyrinth of suffering. The endless, countless, tiresome fight between us and ourselves. Our dissatisfaction, self-loathing, self-depreciating, alone selves that endlessly search for some way to get out of our labyrinth. To find relief. To find freedom. To find happiness.

I ask you, how do we get out of this labyrinth of suffering?

As long as we are alive, as long as we are breathing, suffering will always be our twin. Will dying be enough to get out of it?

In my entries, I found myself writing about my own labyrinth. I realized that I always write at the end of it; "Save me, please", but can anyone really save me apart from my own self?

As I sit here thinking about it, I wondered why I haven't took my own life yet. After all, I want to get out of my labyrinth so badly.

But why is it that instead of doing suicide, why am I asking for someone to save me?

I think the answer is: because I'm human.

No matter how shitty I feel, how f*ck up I am and my reality, how I want to get out of this labyrinth fast; I am still human, capable of feeling more than suffering, loneliness and emptiness.

No matter how mind-boggling my maze is, whether I can get out of it or not, or is there even a way out, doesn't really matter.

What matters is that we, humans who are blessed and cursed at the same time were granted to feel variety of emotions. Though no map is given to guide us, we were handed with a knife and a key to get us out of our labyrinth. It is up to us how we will use it.

In the end, there is no definite answer because each of us have to formulate their own answer. Each of us was given a choice. We just need to keep in mind that we are merely and proudly humans. We may fall and fail most of the times but we can stand up and wipe our own tears at the same time. We are weak but that weakness can be our strength, should be our strength, to live on, move on, to look forward.

And maybe, just maybe, our own labyrinth wouldn't be so bad