please.

my regrets, my fears, my doubts, my wishes, my wants, my feelings - let me write them down. i speak my own truth, with genuine intentions - i don't mean any harm.

let me tell my stories to the only thing that's willing to put up to me, and won't tire easy. everybody will leave, eventually - but this will stay.

it isn't comfortable talking - not when my voice would cracked in the middle of a conversation ... with lumps in my throat. this is my canvas - to help me understand and appreciate my own journey better. i found a space (my space) and in it i feel safe.

so please don't take my voice, my stories, my words - no, not this. i love words - and you should know this ... by now.