Looking around, watching people who are supposedly in love,
seeing interior tears flowing from constant abuse.
Scarring a tattered heart and ripped soul, day after day
hoping things will get better, but they never do.
A life captured and yet abandoned by a love that was only
a selfish, self-centered one.
Looking through a window out upon the world, wondering how
it could have happened.
How could a wonderful dream of everlasting love turn into
such a horrible nightmare.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem