I Scream For Everything That Has Gone

I Started Writing Seriously When I Was A Teenager, Around 14 Years Old.

I Hope,” He Replies Softly, “to Get To Know You Again. If You Are Open To It. There Is A Fog Around You That I Would Like To Clear Away.

We Can Heal. Perhaps We Can Return To That Same Place We Once Stood, When We Were Both Young And Innocent.

Without Emotion, What's The Point Of Being Human?

I Scream For Everything That Has Gone Wrong. I Scream For Everything Broken In Our Lives.