Will I open my heart and leave you guessing?
Will the vulnerability leave me defenseless?
Do I want people to see behind this mask I wear?
Will they be taken aback or will they just not care?
I look into this cracked mirror and see a distorted face.
A face that bears the scars of love, life and death.
A heart not truly embraced.
The weight of this shield has me weak and in pain.
Not knowing if I can ever trust myself to trust again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So much truth in this and the honesty is beautiful! Pain makes us all cautious and guarded but Love can knock again.