A lonely path I used to walk.
A path of pain and self destruct
Until the day that I met you.
We became best friends
And soon the feelings grew.
You saved me.
I love you for everything
I love you because of who you are.
YOU ARE READING
THE DEATH OF ME
PoetryPoetry about my dark, twisted past. Warning: This collection of poems contain topics such as: self harm, suicide, and self hate. Do not read if you are easily triggered by such things. If you are triggered easily, please try one of my other stories...
