Ward off the Hurt

This sense of loss is overblown
They all left a long time ago
I'm not lost, but I'm not home

The stress of loss has overgrown
To need some sleep to call your own don't bother me
You are not alone
You are lost and you are home

I've been cut before
I don't fear the sight of blood
I've been hurt even more

What I fear is not the cut

I found your heart in the dirt
I brushed it off, I used my shirt
I'll be the one to ward off the hurt