Writing has cleared my mind of anger, fear, depression, and helplessness. Sometimes the voice we need to hear most is our own. It’s almost like you stole this from me. Brothers.
Writing has cleared my mind of anger, fear, depression, and helplessness. Sometimes the voice we need to hear most is our own.
It’s almost like you stole this from me. Brothers.
And sometimes its things you can’t find the words to talk about, so you write. I’m glad I’m not the only one .
I always wished that whenever I was happy or sad or whatever the emotion that I could pick up and write. And for a while I was able to. But not the words no longer come to me. And it feels like whatever emotion I’m feeling. I’m glad you still have this.
I always wished that whenever I was happy or sad or whatever the emotion that I could pick up and write. And for a while I was able to. But not the words no longer come to me. And it feels like whatever emotion I’m feeling.
I’m glad you still have this.
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In Night's Arms 
Brebelles {LoA}