Heartbreak

I go to sleep each day,
Praying that the pain will go away.
But now this is me,
This is the way I'm suppose to be.

I tell my heart and mind and him,
Of what kind of Hell I'm in.
The one where it's a one-sided love,
For the one who hates me and kills a dove.

My mind says to let go,
My heart says you still have a promise to do.
They bicker back and forth, arguing about who is right,
While I curl up in my bed at night.

I stay up now for the stupidest thing,
To make sure I can actually feel something.

I must confess,
I'm a mess.
Who will fix a junk heap like me,
When there are better thing to be?