misslittle
An indie author who is trying to find her way in the literary world. I write erotic romance, and like to think I'm creating beautiful filth.
I'm here, invisibly so
I speak, I write, in solemn silence
My voice unheard
My words white noise
All I do is without a choice
My pen, my heart, simply ignored
No pain, no gain, a nothingness
My soul says walk
But my heart takes root
This is who I am, who I rightly suit
I'm around, only unseen
Around the periphery of life
My words unread
My thoughts unknown
Tired, I have so sadly grown
An outsider, undiscovered
Who will scribe all within her
Until the words run out
And the mind goes mute
Invisibly so, in my writers suit