Nostalgia

This books came out of pain, brokenness and heavy breathes.
Came out from the struggle of depression , it came out from the inside ,my dear.
Before you jump into my rivers I have something to tell you ..
You are reading my heart, my fear , my hope, my confusion and my peace .
You are reading ME.
Your soul exists inside mine, my heart beats for you and my tongue speaks for your silence.
I write to touch the , dark , broken and most aching side of you.
I will speak your pain out. You were never alone , my soul was always around you , feeling you, and hearing your screams.