Vacancy

Lately,
Love has been knocking on my door,
Ever so gently…
Resounding in the disguise of foreign men;
All pleading for me to open up.

But,
I’m finding it too difficult,
To unlock this barricaded door.
I can’t…
Not with this broken-down soul,
Which is almost too ugly to bare.

I think,
I’m too afraid,
For anyone to see this naked truth,
Which lies exposed,
Just on the other side of me.

And to be quite frank…
What would be the point?
And who would answer that door?
What would they see?

The one thing that I do know for sure, is…
There was once a heart that used to live inside of me,
But that heart has become a stranger.
And it sure as hell doesn’t live here-
Anymore.

(Version 1)