Before my fingers were stained yellow,
I loved you.
Before my lungs were tinted black,
I loved you.
Before my heart was cracked,
I loved you.
Before I let you have my heart,
I knew you.
Before I was blinded,
I never knew you.
Before you,
I was okay.
After you,
I am destroyed.
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Perception of an Angel
PoetryI wrote this book of poems based off my struggles with mental health, heartbreak, and love. I wrote it to help other people who struggle with mental illness as well, I named the book perception of an angel, because I see the people who struggle the...
