What do I keep trying to save, when there’s nothing left?

Why does my heart break anew everyday, when there isn’t anything to break for anymore?

I tried to hold it together, I tried to piece my heart back myself, because, it is my responsibility.

 But I realized, my shattered pieces, aren’t here with me. They are still with you, in the shadows of your mind, corners of your life. 

What I have, is a gaping, bleeding hole. A bleeding that I pressed on so hard trying to stop, a hold that I tried to put my own hands in to fill. This morning it tore apart anew. I don’t get it.. why can’t I just heal?