She wrote, not for the sake of writing, but because it was the only thing that could relieve herself of the mess of emotions that built up inside of her. And as she wrote, the demons taunting her inside her mind would quiet down to disregardable whispers that could do no harm. So she fought to continue on each day, with her pencil and journal in hand, trying to quell all her demons before they could destroy her internally.And perhaps, perhaps somebody will help her write her way through living.
She wrote, not for the sake of writing, but because it was the only thing that could relieve herself of the mess of emotions that built up inside of her. And as she wrote, the demons taunting her inside her mind would quiet down to disregardable whispers that could do no harm. So she fought to continue on each day, with her pencil and journal in hand, trying to quell all her demons before they could destroy her internally.And perhaps, perhaps somebody will help her write her way through living.