Beating My Heart To Death

You had me, I had you, you used me, I loved you, You abused me, I stayed with you, You spat on my face, I pulled the trigger.

It all started in middle school.....our eyes met.

Someone should had told me it would come to this.

 

You were hurt when I found you but now its vice versa.

 

Someone hurt you so bad I wanted to comfort you.

 

Many times I tried to help you heal but you made me pay everyday.

 

When our eyes met, you were a vission of beauty that even angels in heaven envy you.

 

Now.....they fear you.

 

One day, after three years of love, comfort, and passion....you changed.

 

You made my life hell, you went abroad, lusted after men after men... I dreaded for so long.

 

They were my bane, lovers that could never compare to the compassion that i have for you.

 

Inevitabley, the lovers soon abused you and left you in solidtude.

 

When they were all done with you, do you know what they do?

 

Those filthy lovers send you to me.

 

You left me, aboused me, used me after all I've done for you.

 

You had me, I had you, you used me, I loved you, You abused me, I stayed with you, you spat in my face..

 

I pulled the trigger.....

 

I'm sorry....but I can't deal with this pain I've endured for three years, four months, two weeks and a day.

 

Now....you will suffer....

 

Watching me on my death bed.

 

I'm sorry...but It had to be this way.

Author's Note

This is my first writing...it's not that good.

Reviews

[Legacy]

sevencornerskid,

WHAT...? I hear you under your breath following (its not that good) with, hope it is though.

I haven't read it at this moment, just the opener (top description line) is very powerful.

Now, bear with me a moment while I read the poem, okay?

Beit non-fiction or fiction - it was a tale of deceit and pain... the times we spend in love is the time we spend in trials. Trials of past and present. We move along, rescuing those who we feel need to be, yet we place ourselves in an unpredictable soul shattering web. Never knowing the reprecussions or caring of the hurt they will cause.

You have placed your emotions inside this write (which is key to writing this type of genre'), you have the foundation - all you can do is grow.

Have a wonderful day and keep writing,

Legacy

p.s. just two words that are spelled wrong...
vission solidtude