When something or someone you dearly love is snatched away from you, something of you go with it. You become emotionally amputated

A torpid heart in agony needs a pen to bleed

Many smiling faces hide a bleeding heart

You can learn things from a heart so bleedingWhen love bargains with deceitful pleading Hours soar from dawn to dawn splitting your time Don’t hear melody from a soundless chime

A mind can bleed a heart to death.

She knew that oftentimes hurtful people were hurting people, so she determined to pray for them all the more.