Not this time

Tell me blank pages of me
Does it hurt when I write on thee
If so I am sorry for the pain
But my heart is on a losing spree

I'm tying it with chains
Only letting my blood run to my veins
For I cannot stand another loss
Of one my heart contains

I keep paying the cost
of a fragile heart shiny with gloss
Breaking into pieces smaller then a dime
So I'm standing up, being the boss

Who would committ this sadistic crime
of shattering a heart in its prime
I'm setting off my internal chime
I won't let him hurt me this time