My breath is caught in my throat,
My bravery anywhere else but here.
I wish it was.
Your eyes are fixed on mine,
Your aura surpressing my hope.
I wish it wasn’t.
„No“ is a word I know better than you.
„No“ is what I think about an escape.
I wish I wouldn’t
We are bound to, meant to break apart.
We – the hero and the wicked villain.
I wish we weren’t.
You are intimidating with your cold stare.
You are trying to raise doubts in me.
But we both know you can’t.
Inspired by „Wicked Word Wednesday“
Event hosted by Jay Eldred