When you are in a foreboding hole it’s so very hard to reach out to anyone or anybody. I haven’t written lately because I’ve been in that very dark place. …that place where silence consumes you completely. When you try to move the ropes that bind your soul only tighten. My heart is aching to the point where I feel these lead weights are encasing it and bringing it down in that capsized ship. Hopelessness immures every sense of my being. Every tear drop encompasses things that I can’t even reach out and grasp. I go further down that path, to that pain in my heart, to that place of despondency .
Bringing my readers down is not my intent. So I guess I need all of you this time. Honesty was one of the main policies I promised. So with that being said …..is there anyone who is feeling overwhelmed with this twisted melancholy?
Today I’m going to summon my strength… and all of you can help me as we help each other.
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