Recovery, it turns out,
Is more than mending bones.
It fills your soul with fever love,
With craze pouring out.
And with love comes loyalty,
Piercing to the heart and form.
So loyal is this love, that,
It breaks all other bonds.
YOU ARE READING
Pieces of My Puzzled Heart
PoetryIt's a collection of my poetry. One of the main presiding topics is the idea of darkness, but there are also other things that are happier. I don't really know what to say other than that. Oh wait. My book is totally AWESOME and you should READ IT(l...
