I don’t know what to write.
Because the truth is I write when I’m off, I write when I’m a mess and I need to clear things out. I write when my head needs to scream what’s inside troubling it.
And now, now there’s hope, and when there’s hope I’m fine, even when I know I could break the next minute after, but as long as there’s hope, there’s a light, calm, peace. Because hope is the only thing stronger than fear.