I can see why people are depressed. I can see why sadness is a trait worth keeping. It's a powerful sensation and supplies a infinite amount of emotion to inspire and invoke one's creativity. I've learned from many English class discussions, as well as the books I've read over the years, that writing is a cure to cope certain pains and sufferings.
Though it might be used to express happiness and excitement from time to time, it mostly embodies the negative feelings such as anger, frustration, and melancholy. It almost makes me disappointed that I don't feel any of those things. I used to have such a deep sadness that allowed me to fill up any random piece of paper I had at my disposal. Alas, time has numbed the sorrow, and now I feel something of an emptiness inside.
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