It’s not that I am not willing to open wide the doors of my heart,
it’s the constant battle that I have going on in my soul;
the war between my heart and my mind,
the fear I’ve harvested from all the bad experiences that are planted in my memories.
I want to let my heart roam free and let it pour out all the love it can give,
but I’ve been left empty the too many times I’ve done this.
Now, I worry about pouring too much,
or pouring too little,
trying to keep my eyes open so I don’t miss the red when people throw their flags.
You could say that I am trying to love freely,
while learning that boundaries can keep wolves from coming in with wrong intentions again.
Artwork by - Giulia J Rosa