If I let you peer through the windows of my
heart you'll see scars from the past relationships
and wounds that never healed cover the walls.
Pictures of old memories are hung up all around.
Piles of yesterday's loves fill the laundry basket
in the corner. In the trash are pieces of shattered
dreams that got swept away. Off to the side is a
room full of sadness and beside it a room full of
happiness. Lying on the floor in a blanket of hope
that I curl up in after a long day. If I let
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem