image credit: Marcellina Oseghale

I have a little secret, behind my facade smile,
These unseen, incurable scars deeply rooted inside of me.

It isn’t measles, it isn’t chickenpox,
They look just the same,
big, small, spotty little,
Unwithered flakes,
That can’t be shattered,
only one small scratch,
Then it wilts.

Then again,
Red, red, everywhere red,
You can’t bare yourself,
Or to see yourself,
Or to show yourself,
But to hide yourself.
No matter how well-covered it is,
No matter how well-aided it is,
It resurfaced victoriously.

That ample heartache,
No matter how much I did,
That could tranquil the patients’ heartache,
These unspokable thoughts,
A curse
which forever keeps in secrecy.

 
Ong Li Yuan (a.k.a Lisa) was born in 1991 in Batu Pahat, Johor, Malaysia. She is a poet who is currently pursuing her postgraduate study in University Putra Malaysia. Her interest in English Literature has led her to poetry writing. She is also interested in genres like dystopian, fantasy and gothic fictions. She lives in Serdang, Selangor Darul Ehsan, Malaysia. You can follow her on Facebook Instagram or All Poetry

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