Break this heart

Break this heart
Whats left of it
But an emptiness beyond me
Burn it to ashes
Won't it add to your happiness
The hysterical laughter with your friends
When you bash my broke ass
How fakest me be
But... Please...
Don't come to me teared
Calling on wee night hours
Begging for the comfort of my arms
When Muthoni stabs your back
When you have a fight with Anyango
When loneliness pockets your frail soul
You may as well cling to your pillow
And ask it for warmth and understanding
Or meditate on your kerchief
Wiping tears of a fish
Don't.. Don't Text me apologies
The type of sh*t "I still love you"
For all I know you tank of hurt
I got none to fill your jar of hearts