Sad depressing poems and etc.

Shiny Stone

So this is something I wrote for fun and only half of this relates to me!
(Inspired by Edgar Allan Poe, my friend forced me to read some of his writing so I wouldn't be sad anymore.....made it worse)

I am innocent, I am not mad
Do you doubt my truth,
I would never cause such a crime,
But even if I could....he deserved it

I was little, so young I was indeed indeed, the widow taking care of me moved on and left me with "it" the shiny stone that carries a burden

I was stuck with the burden the widow left, pain from the man that touched me
My friend being brutally massacred by the horrible sick old man

One night came and as before he lashed at me, I could bare no longer God, the devil, heaven or hell, I do not care, for I am not mad I brutally attacked with all my might until his awful breath was gone from this world

But that was not me, not that mad girl it was "it" the no longer innocent Shiny stone

(A/n The bloody stone)
If you don't get the ending, the parenthesis might give you an idea on what happened here