LIFE, LOVE, SUICIDE by Dionne Miller

Jar of Hearts

I ripped her heart out her chest
One tear falls but I don't stay to see the rest
I turn and walk away
Love is a game and she wanted to play
I did her a favor, well in a way
Now she won't know the pain of a heart break
Because she doesn't have one just like me
Mine was taken unexpectedly
And from that day I was left in the rain
As only a faint memory of her remained
I went on my first rampage
The pieces of their hearts became my cage
I grew accustomed to this confined space
I love to see the life slowly leave their eyes
Reminds me of when my humanity died
Everyday was such a dark, gloomy day
But the nights are when I silently cried
It only takes one heart break
That's how it usually starts
Everyone has a skeleton in their closet
But mine has a jar of hearts