You
Your being
Your nature
Your existance
Is mainly the reason
I started to sin.
You.
Your beauty
Your love
Your essence
Is mainly the reason
I still live.
YOU ARE READING
The effects of you.
PoetryListen to my story, hear my words, read my poems, understand what you did to me. And even with that, I still love you. A fictionalized story by LenaLynn *Mentions of self-harm, drug use and alcohol abuse*
