Sometimes you lose hope,
and you lose the will to fight,
because you don't know how to cope,
or how to pass the night.

That's how my life used to be,
on every single day.
I was with a monster who tortured me,
and I hoped death would take me away.

Then he came,
out of nowhere.
He made my survival his aim,
and he was always there.

He fought for my life,
more than I ever did.
He went through every single strife,
and my pain was something he forbid.

He is my salvation,
the man I owe my life to.
He is my medication,
who showed me life from a different view.

This poem is inspired by my book, Rayne. It's written from Rayne's point of view about Adrian❤️❤️ I hope you like it💙💙

Sara