HEART OF STONE

I've loved hard with a fragile heart, a heart worn down to threads;

I've dismissed infidelity, gave praise to him instead.

My instinct screamed for me to run, but I did not oblige;

I turned a blind eye to the truth, every morbid lie.

My tattered heart urged me to delve deeper than I should go;

Leading me into the arms of a heart I didn't know.

A bleeding heart with scars and flaws, abused from years before;

A calloused heart made out of stone with a lock upon its door.

He was merely superficial, I was maliciously deceived;

Why did I fail to turn away before emotions were conceived??

The iron lock upon his heart was frigid to my touch;

No blatant form of entry, no vacancy for trust.

Another thread snagged from my heart as I slowly walked away;

Leaving memories behind me, where they'll forever stay.

Bliss lasted for a moment, the pain, too, will subside;

I'll recollect my dignity, I'll let go of my pride.

I refuse to be a failure, I gave it all I had;

I'll accept this as a lesson, let it rest at last.

I'll start another chapter, fresh ink upon the page;

New memories to capture, with freedom I'll engage.

I won't consume resentment, I've done nothing to regret;

I just pray I've made an impact, and that you'll never forget...

--Kelly Marie Gregory--