Afraid

For seven years now I have been afraid.
Afraid to reach out, let in, or trust.
I realized this as in bed I laid;
Pain kept filling my heart until it bust.
Each year costed me a part of my heart.
Through lost friendships, hatred, and love.
Each person I met would tear me apart
And leave me not feeling, but only numb.
But alas this year brought new hope!
Through three relationships strength I've gained,
But am I close to being healed? No.
For each time I've tried, my heart has been slain.
I will say, "Once more I'll put out my heart,"
And hope that I will find someone who won't part.