Hate holds love and kindness together

My Tears fade away.
As I pick up the pieces.
I can't find the right ones I need.
The ones that hold bravery and truth.
Lie break hearts up.
Such is not the story for mine.
Mine I gave to the devil.
He has hidden the pieces well.
Some are on one side of the Earth.
I would leave them there, but I need them to hold together the parts I need.
The parts that are key to survival.
I would leave hate but,
hate holds together love and kindness.
Confusion on how to put my heart back together is so great that it feels like cancer.
Cancer that is slowly eating my cells away.
I would leave pain sunk under a distant contenant, but it holds together peace and joy.
One may never know what their heart is capable of,
untill it breaks.