Is It Love Or Desires? Poem by Evelina kononenko

My soul is torn, my mind is confused.

Will I ever be loved, or will I just be a desire?

Time is running out and I have not chosen.

Will I ever be at the top of his list or just someone's desire?

Undercover is my heart, forcing to live, to breath.

Just shattered is what I am. Not fixable is what stays the same.

I'm starting to believe there's no fate out there for me.

Done chasing my happiness down, done seeing my scars.

If I'm worth it, it'll show.

But for now…

Goodbye love.