My Forgotten Passion
I had lost it somewhere, between here and there. The words no longer came like they once had. Maybe I was lacking the passions I once had. I missed writing and the passion it brought out in me for my love, my life, and my existence. My whole existence numbed and became merely a blur from day to day. So in search of this passion I went, searching deep within the recesses of my heart and soul and I realized that it wasn’t lost at all but simply suppressed by the negative words I read and listened to. I purged myself of the negativity and I have regained my passion for life, for love, for writing, and existence. I found that not only do I write to express myself but I write because it is a passion.