Windows windows to the soul
Instead all i see are black holes
He hides his fears and woes
And his mind targets me as one of many foes
His heart, his heart cries out
Painful images are like a shout
Cutting his mind into pieces
As all emotion ceases
Because feeling nothing is better
Than being vulnerable to love's shelter
His mind won't let him have what his heart yearns for most
Will his heart be forever alone and lost? ?
Can love that has been destroyed from the mind ever be regained? ?
Or will the damage remain, always pained? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem