A pen in your hand, with your face as pale as the paper expecting you to write but your fingers forgot how to move, your heart empty with no feelings, your brain in search of words to describe the aloofness....
What can be most painful than being able to understand you lost it...
Tears coming out like a smooth wave, struggling inside on how to express in a word for the loss of words...
It has saved you every time from your guilt, from your cowardice to confront and in situations when you felt like you are lost and those times when it let you weep silently and for the days it helped you listen your inner voice...
Words are the most beautiful things. They help you organize your thoughts and make you understand who you are. One day when you can't write and you are scared to start writing as you realize there are no feelings left in you and all you are remained is with a body and empty soul and you are in search of words to describe this, that day you will realize...
Your soul is deeply shut down and hard to reach and your are as empty as the sheet of paper a paper without any word to read.
Never lose your soul and never realize it by writing...