Cloudy Thoughts.

UNWRITTEN

Why do we use cloud bubbles to depict a thought?

What do clouds and thoughts have in common?

They come and go and we think we understand what we see but then at a second glance the shape seems to be....something that we never thought it could be.

Oh thoughts are just thoughts, but they actually create your reality.

  I have the paw prints of the beast.

It prances in and out of my brain.

Insane?

Maybe?

But I continually feel like a baby.

Relearning my inhibitions and dreams and forgetting my past life.

The past times were holding me back but He passed the light and I finally didn’t turn it over.

I never have to feel unwritten again.

Incomplete as if my dreams could never be accomplished because the beast was holding the pen and I let him.

But the High Light caught my attention and gave me my pension from my old life and said now write your new one.

I thought these thoughts were just fantasies.

I thought these thoughts were just a last chapter in a book full of empty pages.

I thought I was an unwritten soul.

Someone that could never seem to scream loud enough to say I need you.

Someone that could never reach her goals.

I need help completing my story, my worries, my fears, my dreams, my tears were the most therapeautic streams.

I screamed and I yelled and I feel like He heard me.

He always hears me.

He says I will never feel unwritten again.

My story goes on, it is nowhere near complete but my pages aren’t empty.

I just haven’t gotten to that chapter yet.

But I’m excited to see.

I’m excited to finally be at sea with my troubles and at peace with my beast.

Now please release my pen so I can continue to write what’s been so unwritten for too long.