Read by Ebony Stewart
Words on a page
give a voice to people who don’t have one.
Spoken words are temporary and fleeting, but
writing
freezes
time.
No one is really dead if their soul is on a page.
No one is gone if they’ve left their heart in writing.
No one is forgotten if their memories are still here, their
hearts
beat
on.
Writing is forgiving.
It holds no grudge against confessors who have lost their way.
Writing unscrews the bulging bottle and lets the
liquid
flow
out.
Words on a page
give a voice to people who don’t have one.
Spoken words are temporary.
The pen is the bridge between fleeting life and
Immortality.