Oh this is so sad it really touched the wounds in my own heart, wonderful poem, I adore it completely, great writing!

First stanza: I like the metaphor of the cloth being your heart and you're having to sew it back together.

One little thing: sown should be sewn. Sown is like planting seeds, sewn is stitching. :)

Second stanza: It's really a terrible feelings when lies become a normal routine in your life. I've been there and it makes one feel unworthy of the truth.

Third stanza: This is really heartbreaking... making her continue to be a seamstress to her own heart. She has to repeatedly sew up the holes he keeps tearing. :(

Fourth stanza: I like how you incorporated the needle, how it's under her skin... like she is bitter and angry towards him, like how the saying "he gets under her skin" that's what this reminded me of. She expects him to hurt her, she is so used to it... just waiting for the incident to happen.

Ending: She pleads to leave the gaping holes open, because either way she is going to bleed.

Nicely penned, girl!