I’m just pouring words

I just needed to write something to feel something even if it’s just the pen I’m holding. I’ve been feeling empty lately and a little broken so I decided to just let my words pour and spill across this empty page hoping to fill my empty space. Just let the words flow let the pain and past go . Dont mind me I’m just pouring words pouring feelings I’m kind of hoping that my words fill to the ceiling and drain out my mind so I can think again feel peace again. I think my depression has ran it’s course I’m feeling like myself again happy again peace again. I’m writing again.
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