I have these walls
Inside my head.
Outside my bed.
I wonder when will
I see beyond these walls
and me.
These walls appear to
Close down on me,
Open gates I don’t see
and seemingly simpler things,
appear complex within these walls
and me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
seeing beyond walls. good write. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.