the black heart of stone
pumps black blood into
the blackened veins
tireless day after day

it used to be fiery red
innocent
felt feelings deeply
knew love very well

now transformed
doesn’t want to feel
anything anymore
fills up only on hate

it changed a long time ago
hurt too many times
lost hope
forever petrified

beats in strong rhythm
listening to the whispers
of black shadows
evil spirits from the past
pouring hate into the heart

black heart listens
remembers well
works hard determined
to never get hurt again