Death of my Heart

The day my heart was broken was a day I feel to dark.
It felt like a moment of death deep inside my heart.
Later on I learned I still be moving on
Even though it feels I haven't lived so very long
I am trying to find the light
to escape from this endless nightmare
but everywhere i turn
my heart continues to die
and a little bit of me slowly fades

This never changes
it just keeps happening
but the worse part is
no one knows how to help
they try
and try again
but manage to fail each time
As i slowly seek to the ground
my heart takes its final breathe
as I sleep in my grave
and leave to a better place