Dear Me,
You can feel the need of the people around you.
Empathic.
There are many broken souls.
Surrounding you.
Reaching out to you.
Waiting to be loved.
They too can feel you.
Your pain.
Sorrow.
Exposed.
I wish I could save my own soul.
Everything is out of my control.
Life is supposed to be indispensable.
I need to keep living.
Grow old.
Will you help me save their souls while saving my own?
Xoxo- Me
