Love walked alone.
The rocks cut her tender feet,
And the brambles tore her fair limbs.
There came a companion to her,
But, alas, he was no help,
For his name was heart's pain

I'm not sure if I like this poem or not.  I like the style of it and that it gives an emotion physical attributes.  I like that it shows the physical side of an emotion.  I don't like the tone of the poem, though.  It is kind of depressing.  I think it is completly true, but reading it is kind of sad.  No one wants to think of pain and heartache, but this poem forces you to.  It says that love was basically beaten and abused and the only one she has is her hearts pain.