I found my reason

I have found it,

my reason to live.

I had given up hope.

I had reached my dead end.

He had broken me,

but you were my glue.

You fixed my freshly broken pieces.

You are my reason to wake up every morning.

My reason to keep breathing.

My reason not to take the easy escape.

My reason to live.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Update to my other prose "Reason to live"

View roses.are.transparent's Full Portfolio