For the last few days I've been writing articles or thoughts or something anyway and I'm just putting them in a folder. Some will hurt people, some will make people wonder, and some might make people go away. I'm not sure. I'm not sleeping so good these days, too many worries, and yes before you ask, I've handed them to God several times. It's just that the world keeps putting them back on top instead of at the bottom of the cross. Oh! Wait! I guess that is me and not the world, but the world does cause me to pick them back up. My faith is strong but not strong enough. So I write and write. Hoping that one of these days I will get it all out and down on paper and the world will look better from the ink drippings on my page.
Some times each dot of ink is almost like a tear falling softly down. Some times it is a raindrop, huge and with force blowing against the pane of my heart. Some times the dot of ink is the thunder and lightening and I'm enjoying it as it splashes across the page. My writings allow me to feel and I don't always feel which is one of the things I wrote about today, this morning. It is easy for me to throw up a wall and block people out of my life, some times forcing those I love to stand back for awhile until I'm ready to feel again. I'm not sure if that makes me heartless or not. Some times, I don't feel like I have a heart or that I am truly capable of real feelings. I some times don't know who I really am deep down. Who am I as a person? What am I as a person? Maybe one day I will discover that and maybe then I can share it with everyone.
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