Her Heart Was A Stone Poem by Sindal Benson

Her heart was a stone,
to which I stood alone.
He hurt even the seas,
in which they would hurt me.
The way they hurt,
in which I can return...
was of unbelievable pain,
to which I can relate.
Her eyes were as cold as ice,
to which I gave advice...
His words cut like knives,
in which I would give him my life.
The hurt they threw to me,
only I could see...
Her soul was locked,
from which I had been blocked.
His belief was lost,
to which I am forgotten.

I am done,
I was forgotten,
I felt lost,
Now I am gone.