Five Words. One Sentence. One Heart
It’s quite ironic when someone tells you that, they know how you feel. The pain that I feel cannot be compared to any other pain anybody else has ever felt within them. The pain that I feel cannot be measured to the pain of some else. So how can one say I know how you feel? My pain and your pain cannot be simply be measured nor be compared, or be categorized into one folder of feelings. So how do you know, how I feel. My pain to me is a catastrophe, yet you still know how I feel.
These words tend to come out with such ease that we barely take a second to think of the person we express our compassion to. I know how you feel, are words, which make us, seem so caring and sympathetic, these words put a facade to society to see this so much compassionate part of ourselves.
These words are so deep yet said in such a vague manner. These words are so deep, yet said with so much carelessness. Not realising the sting and coldness it’s being received. These words are so much deep that they bring some sort of humbleness in everyone’s voice. They bring this sweet aroma, which brings a false belief of all is well. These words are so deep that we get lost in them, and we tend to misuse them for every situation. These words are so deep that the soothing pain, the danger in one’s heart, seems to be all cotton candy. These words are so deep that we forget the true heart felt feeling. These words are so deep that we misread the tears in our receivers’ eyes. These words are so deep that we feel satisfied for every smirk, which we take for ease. These words are so deep that we forget the true meaning of the words. I know how you feel, are words, which are uttered in every situation.
I know how you feel are words we tend to use in vein. Are words we flaunt at our enemies face, are words splash at every site of man-while twisting the dagger in the next eyes.
These words are words used to wipe the floor with our friends’ tears. These words are used to paint the highway billboards, as we splatter ones business to the street. These words are used as we marinate your pain, while we utter to your rivalries. These words are used as we apply the make-up of truthfulness, honesty, integrity and friendship. These words are used as we talk the talk of compassion, to flaunt our existence. These words are used as we stride, with our heads held high as though; we are God sent to the weary. These words are used in the most truthful impolite manner.
These words, I know how you feel.
By; T. Sibiya