These happen to be the words I have uttered on paper for many years. They come in phases of my life, called Before, During, and After. Within each part there are many stories that hold my words...the words I never said; the words that caught my tears and held my hand. They are the songs that filled me with hope and sadness, joy and anger, peacefulness and pain.
But through it all, I've always felt the love of words as they reach out of my body individually forming bonds and connections with the little in my life I surround myself with. If it wasn't for these words, I would not be here today. They are my escape, my release, my depression, and my anxiety. But they are also my love (even for the stupidest of people/things).
These...are the words I never said.
