This is the first poem I wrote during a bad time in my life. I wrote two versions because I didn't really like the first one. I personally like the second one the best.
The Last Beat
I was given to you to keep,
All you did was bury me deep.
I was given to you to keep safe and dry
Now all I wanna do is die.
I was given to you, but you returned it back to me,
Now it feels like I've been stung by a bee.
Who I Am?
The heart you broke, the life you took.
The Last Beat Version 2
I was given to you to keep,
All you did was bury me deep.
I was given to you to keep safe and dry
Now all I wanna do is die.
I was given to you, but you returned me back,
Now all you'll see in me is a crack.
Who I Am?
The heart you broke, the life you took
