Words

Words are so strange aren't they? A mixture of alphabets can describe the most intense emotions of a being. And the fact how our eyes can decode them, understand them after reading them. It has the power to change a situation or to create one. We can make such an impact on what we say to someone. A sentence can make all the difference. It is the idea and thought that brings about actions in life. One's writing gives birth to different stories, and opinions. Those writings live forever even though the writers don't.

The love is in this world is soon reducing to ashes. People don't destroy the ones they love. I guess, this world is all about materialistic things. You're either aiming for money, for possessions and it becomes a evil requirement. We hurt others and forget to look them in the eyes to realize their pain. What will those people do? Who will they go to? Those feelings usually build up inside of them, a million words waiting to be said yet no one to spill them out to. Those emotions then turn into anger, frustration, hate. Alas, we must be on our own to reduce the overflow of thoughts. Some people cut, some people cry, some people just go off where they can clear their heads and fill it with something happier and beautiful. & here's me, I write. I paint pictures with words, and let these small pixels transform my emotions into font sized letters, joining them into writings, words, unsaid by the heart, but expressed onto the white.