“Writing is only boring to the people who are boring themselves.” ~ Anonymous
I don’t know if any of you have written diary entries before. But if you haven’t, you should start. Because writing is beautiful, it’s art. Writing down your emotions on a piece of paper makes your thoughts clearer and ends up making you feel better about yourself in ways you can’t possibly imagine.
Continue reading “The therapeutic value of diary writing.”
I wonder if he thinks about me. I wonder if he doesn’t.
Does he talk about me? If he does, what does he say?
It’s crazy that I still care so much when I shouldn’t.
I don’t have to care about him. I can go on without him.
I know that I can. I know I have to.
Is it crazy that even after all this time I love him?
Continue reading “I wonder.”
- I have a myriad of emotions within me. I don’t know what to make of them. The wall is back up again. The door is closed. I want to bang the door but I know it won’t open. I’m stuck here in a room with just one window open. Through which a ray of light shines like hope. Hope that everything will be okay. Hope that I’ll be fine. Hope that I’ll maybe see you again. Hope that this pain is temporary.
Continue reading “The Dungeon.”
What are walls made of? Bricks and Cement.
They keep the house strong. Without the walls,
the house would crumble within seconds.
Every house needs a wall. The walls help protect the house.
Continue reading “The Wall.”