|Another from my European travels.|
I'm craving that feeling. A place not even the sweetest of poetry can deliver. The kind of solitude that brings you to your knees. Someplace your soul is alone.
Can you believe some of the pain some of us have lived through? Lived with. I wish this kind of place for those souls. Somewhere they can heal. Somewhere they can escape. Somewhere so far away that no word can be heard or spoken. Somewhere deep in the crevasses of the mountains. Somewhere safe.