The void

Many years have passed since I last wrote. Years where my light faded away, leaving me an empty shell of nothingness. The words, they use to flow freely from my troubled thoughts. Page after page I would pour my demons out to ease my torment. But, something because jumbled, became twisted, in my heart. My soul. My mind. Everything was locked up tight as I fell further and further into the deep dark void. Unable to get the words out, unable to cry for help, I slowly withered away. Writing was my passion, my saving grace, the only thing giving me hope. The demons, they thought won, thought they took everything, but they were wrong. I'm back, ready to begin the treacherous grueling climb out of the void.

-AJ