Seeking the Dark Tower

On the path that eventually leads to the clearing in the woods, the Charyou Tree. Fraught with danger, fear and loss, and yet, fulfillment. Welcome.

Friday, November 28, 2014

I want to write something happy, something fun, and i would even settle for just plain. I really try to, but i cant even muster a cheerful drawing. The best i can do is go back to the previous times, to remember what it was like when i was at peace or happy.


It scares me that i cant find much at all - in its depth this blog holds another painful point, and another, each time i write stories, beautiful to me


We are in dire straits parallel enough to seem scary. We have demons on our backs, both by the names of not-sure, or confusion.


We ourselves are besieged by our own demons, and they both clamp a tight vise on our hearts, hurting it and rendering us incapable of functioning normally.

Are you out there? Are you listening to me? Not just her, not just him, not just they or them; you, here on this page now. Are you here, are you listening to what i plead?


Sometimes its so dark its not even dark anymore, it's Black, and I'm so frightened i dare not move.



Help.

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