Love

In the beginning
Their love was truly cherished
They thought both it real
Little did he know
It would be his heart
That she would later beat down and steal

Stolen and beaten
His heart would not last
His brain told him to forget
To forget about his past

She had his heart
Fixed and repaired
But it was too late
He learned to live without it
Just like how he learned to live
Without air

She was too late
A rope and a knife
Was his fate
Now
He could no longer feel any hate