Writing is a path..

I always wanted to write as beautful as the, heavenly rain falls. I dreament of flowing freely the rivers, expresing my feeling and thoughts. I wants to reach the wastness of the ocean and be the real me inside.
But when started I found that, my thoughts begans scatater like a rain drop that falls over a rughf floor. More of them falls, making me unable to focus. The more I tries the more confusing the world become..

But i do collected, a few for them, a few that I never let it go, a few that hurts me with a love pain , and put it in safe ...


Here..