my hidden words

some words remain hidden in the deep darkness that encompasses us. some words are whispered melancholily, and these words float in existence. forever. [some pieces are my own thoughts but I wrote others for those who don't have a voice.]

is it still a joke now?

The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )