My heart it slowly weeps
because love is hard to keep
I've glued the fragments of it back together
but it's messy and seems to be falling apart
These stitches are meant to hold me together
but they end up stabbing me
causing this heart to tear
These fears flood my mind
I feel like I'm going to be left behind
Covered in the scent of these roses petals
But I fear a valley of thorns isn't far from this meadow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem