Tattered Heart

I give my heart to you freely, Knowing it's battered and bruised, worn from love's wars. Please keep it safe; I don't know how it still beats, Remember, it's the only one I have, with scars so deep and pain so real. I'm unsure how I survive these days with my bleeding heart. Please keep it safe; it's a crime to stab a beating heart with a knife. I don't understand how you say you love me yet hurt me so, How you claim to love me but are unkind, leaving me to suffer and know. I hoped you'd be the one to heal my tattered heart, But instead, I feel only pain in this already damaged part. If love is patient and kind, why do I feel such pain? If you're not here to heal me, why remain? There's no safety in this place.