I don't know why I do this to myself.
I don't know why I let myself suffer in your hands as you take every bit of life left in me.
Tell me why do I do this when I know its no good for me
YOU ARE READING
Milk and Honey (my own version)
PoetryI'm legit just ripping off the original and doing little short random "poems" (they don't rhyme so i'm not sure if they're poems or not)
