Poems character style

Crona (soul earter)

Here's my heart
And through it is a darts

Eating it is lice
And still I don't get why your nice
I draw my circle and then I sit
But then you come and erase it
I don't know how to deal with this
You ruined it and my bliss
I get my pillow and make it wet
Because if my tears that I won't regret
You do know I have black blood
I does not come from above
I have this hatred inside of me
It makes me want to bleed
Every day and every night
I want good things out of sight
I shouldn't breath or even blink
Because my life went down the sink
So this is my poem dull and black
Because this is my life and that's a fact