Your Silence
Because I said Goodbye
Stripped of my identity
I stare down at my skin
Lying barren on the ground
Every ounce of body scowls
Nothing is going to be the same
Canβt seem to break free of my curse of you
Ever since I said goodbye
About the Creator
Alisha Wilkins βοΈπ¦ποΈ
I've been writing my whole life. Writing about realms to escape in, forbidden characters to fall in love with, and using writing as my muse and refuge. Recently, I've delved into the mind...mine and others. Happy Reading. Wishing you well.
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