In these pages you would find, a world I lost and left behind. A page so dry, it can only bleed, with the ink I write, and so desperately need. Line after line of the things I love, prayers never answered, from anyone above. A pen and a page is the strangest sort of fght, but for some of us it's the only comfort in our night. #journal #writing #poem #night #darkness #quote by miss_miranda_bear