I Need To Feel More

I read my old blog. I never knew I could be that creative. My heart felt each pain and happiness I felt. I was vulnerable then. I was never afraid to try. I may have cried a lot before, but I think the crying was my strength. I had no walls. I was full of life.

Now every where I turn, I see walls. I feel hollow. I am an empty shell of who I was 3 or 4 years ago...