the pen is indeed mightier than the sword. on days that i'm so angry with certain people and certain happenings i just might pick up the sword and kill kill kill. but the pen. the pen it does so much more.
what's mightier than taking up the sword to slay? it is stopping the slaying. the pen helps me calm down. it helps me talk things through with myself. at the end of the day i may not feel any less offended but i would have lost the urge to hold the mighty sword. the pen does so much more.
write, or we will never listen. write, or we will never hear your woes. write, or you will end up holding the mighty sword and end up slaying and regretting. write, or you will never really know how good you are. write, or you will never realise the dreams you hide inside.
when you pick up the pen, don't question yourself on what you're going to write or express. just write. free-flow writing. if you stop to question, your writing can only ever be a facade. never true. write what you feel. write what you think. regretting what you write can come later. you can always erase what you've written but you can never rewrite what you never wrote.
writing is a passion that burns in all of us. but only few pick up that pen to let their emotions flow. why? i really have no idea. nobody writes badly, it's all a matter of style. all a matter of learning of improving of getting better of writing until you can't hold that pen anymore.
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