Funeral of my Heart

He's walking away,
he has my heart.
Ripped it out of my body,
And tore it apart.

The black in my soul,
All crusty above.
Now I can't,
Have the feeling to love.

I slit my wrists,
The blood pours out.
i hold back the urge,
To scream and shout.

Smash the mirror,
Fall to pieces.
I look for a heart,
One filled with creases.

The tension in my room,
I fall down.
I try to scream,
But I make no sound.

I'm reading the words,
Cut on the dotted line.
He cut out my heart,
He has whats mine.

What I did to myself,
What he did to me.
I can't let this happen,
I can't let this be.

I'm reading the,
Last testament and will.
I know that this.
Was meant to kill.

How could this happen?
He tore it apart.
Now it's time for,
The Funeral of my Heart.