*Well you gave me the idea to write this poem so here you go GuiltyOfYaoi*
I used to be a fire burning fierce,
Intense flames, the flames still grow hotter.
I used to be a flower,
Delicate, and filled with meaning.
*So I don't know happened but the whole poem didn't save and I honestly don't remember what I wrote for the rest of it but this was the only part that saved so*
YOU ARE READING
Drowning In Sorrow- Poetry
Poetry*Trigger Warning* Suicide, cutting, depression, abuse, self harm, death etc. ~I didn't know happiness as well as I know sorrow ❤️ Stay strong ❤️
