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TroubledAngel 
2:07pm, June 11, 2009
I read their sad tales and I feel welcome. Their arms embrace and hands hold my soul. I am one of them and now I can accept the happening. The stories are dark and full of pain, pain that we all share together and speak openly about. It is so beautiful to have those that care but it is beyond compare the ones that share your emotions, your hurt. I do not know more than their suffering, but that is enough to care for each and one of those broken angels. Those lovely little creatures that give me warmth and safety is what I am thankful for today. I know for certain that Providence send them to me to assist them and make them feel accepted. I already cherish them and they are bearers of a place inside my humble heart. There are no faces nor smiles to admire only their tales. We belong in a fantasy world where there is no more pain. Where the sun shines each morrow and the birds are not afraid when one walks by. Where every being is welcome and peace is familiar to all. Yes, this is the world were we belong, me and my angels, the place where nothing ever happened. The place where we were never hurt. <3
