With this poem I really wanted to capture a image of a map to understanding an actual person. For this reason the poem itself and how it is written, gives the illusion of a road map or instructions.
I wear my face a map to my heart
And if you
Follow
My
Scars
You just might find
The girl I used to be
If eyes are the portal to your soul
Is it any wonder I never look you in them?
Because if you hold me just a little bit tighter-
I might not find it in me to pull away.
So follow the marks
Along
The
Way
That
Lead
You
To
My
Yesterday....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem