Nostalgia

This books came out of pain, brokenness and heavy breathes. Came out from the struggle of depression , it came out from the inside ,my dear. Before you jump into my rivers I have something to tell you .. You are reading my heart, my fear , my hope, my confusion and my peace . You are reading ME. Your soul exists inside mine, my heart beats for you and my tongue speaks for your silence. I write to touch the , dark , broken and most aching side of you. I will speak your pain out. You were never alone , my soul was always around you , feeling you, and hearing your screams.