Chapter 73: Pages

My mind is blank . My heart filled with emotions , a mess filled with useless thoughts of pain and suffering. The paper

infront of me lays on my desk , waiting for something to decorate its surface . Pen and pencils neatly packed . Music in my ears play their sad melody . My heart aches for each word plays with my heart strings . I start to write words on a white page . I fill the blanks with words of my own , until there's no more room to spare.