.. I need to write, unleash the burden that needs relieving quiet often, to carry a world of words and emotions can become quiet tiresome. The best way is to share, to express without restrictions, to speak my mind, to free it from withholding or hoarding.
There’s much to say, to express with words, one’s struggles or dig deep to pen away what one may be enduring. Sometimes it can become tiresome to talk and express to another, who struggles to understand or even recognise.
I often marvel at the thought of requiring company but yet remain alone at the same time. A silent friend, to understand the storms that often brew within, to know what deadly silence means, to look at the reflection that stands before them and say ‘all is going to be okay. All is going to be just fine ..