Your gift to me

You ripped out my heart,
and held it high for all to see.
Made me cry then laugh,
how do you do this to me?

You ripped out my heart,
and stopped by breathing.
You told me to die,
but I kept being.

You ripped out my heart,
and replaced it with another.
Battered, broken, torn,
waiting for my struggle to end.

You ripped out my heart,
and put in another.
This battered heart screams,
in pain and its mine.

Your gift to me