Doomed…
I feel like we are destined to be apart
That life has thrown us a twisted curve.
I’ll only be able to admire your smile from afar.
Destined to love you at a distance.
My anxiety is killing me
I just want the truth
Are we doomed to be miserable?
And apart
~
I refuse to play games
I refuse to be just another woman in your life
I refuse to be another trophy
Or a pawn
~
It’s so dark
In this space alone
There’s only light at the sound of your voice
Am I prepared to lose?
This not knowing is weighing me down
Washing over my face
And making it difficult to breathe again
~
It doesn’t matter if I lose
I’ll always be in love with you.
It seems like this is destined to fail,
But I’ll be there regardless
I’m standing,
I’m drowning,
I’m trying to understand,
Everything about you.
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Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️
Come sit with me awhile. Writing is my favorite kind of magic—conjuring dark worlds, forbidden souls, and stories that haunt long after the last page. Lately, I’ve wandered deeper into psychology, the mind, and the shadows within us all...
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