I read through past writings and i feel so much emotion. People i rarely speak with were my world. I valued myself based on there opinion. My support system of people were stabbing me in the back. I write so much more. I would get in trouble for not paying attention because i needed to write. The thoughts would flood my brain and i felt such urgency to write them down. That urgency has started to slip and it scares me. I turned to pen and paper for help, but now my mind freezes when i touch the two together. What do I do? I pick up the pen anyways, eventaully the ideas flood back. The pen starts to move vigorously on the page and I seem to have lost control. I am not writing anymore but my hand is still moving. My thoughts are rushing so fast my hand cannot keep up. All it takes is silence and darkness. My thoughts come together then. I then can see the mistreatment and attempts to hurt me. I then realize that I can come out on top, but in order to do so I must let the thoughts flow on to paper so they cannot stick in my mind. I wrote to free myself of my demons.
