why pen and paper exist

There is a safe space within these words. A fictitious bubble that transcends the harshness of living. Where one’s emotions are seen and heard and valid, where an experience is lived and shared. There is no right or wrong, there’s no space to hurt one another. A blank page and an uncapped pen, the two tools used to create this wondrous space. To live inside a world as cruel as this, it is common for one to turn to horrid means of coping and acceptance of the pain. But it needn’t be a reality forever. To know language and communicate through words is to open the heart and the mind to a better world. Words give you freedom of expression and a safe space for thought. As one cannot be kind if they harbor all this pain and darkness within. It is beautiful and daunting to let those words go into society from one's tongue. That’s why paper and pen exist. 

I want to reach out my hand and grasp yours in mine. Take us to a place where there is kindness and love spread bountifully throughout the sky. Where our pain fades away and our mistakes live in the past. Oh, to protect and love one another without fear of falling back. A place where there is no right or wrong and where you can be anything you desire. One where we have purpose and fire, yet soft and gentle hands to guide us along. This place may never exist physically but to me, oh but to me, with a pen and a page, I hope to find it one day.