I know you don’t understand yourself right now.
The empty and hollow feeling
Straining to feel
This is from over-feeling, from being overwhelmed
Too much too fast
You are not built for this
You are built for peace and calm
You are built for gardens and butterflies
You are built for freedom and love
The world is a hard place
Beating you down
With words and hate and people and anger and demands
You are meant to create
To paint
To write
To sing
Alone
You are built to share your art
Send it into the world
To give without critique
To flow without boundaries
This life, sweet girl, is too hard on your soul
A soul made of delicate threads meant only to catch the beauty of things
Find your flow.
Logophile /ˈlɒgə(ʊ)fʌɪl/ 