Yoona

The horror of the past still lingers in my skin
That smells of betrayal and tears and torment.
What must I do to forget the taunting aching?
What antidote will work to numb these fears?
If I strip myself before your eyes and pose bare,
You’ll see marks and scars tattooed forever,
A living testament of the battle I fought
And on my left chest, an ode I wrote,
“The heart that once loved true doesn’t reside here”.
And if all these do not displease you,
Look into my eyes, my soul is screaming
Persecuted by the embers of the ugly yore.
I died a thousand times and returned hollow,
I breathe the air you breathe but I radiate sorrow.
I spit venom, will you still kiss me?
When these demons prey on me,
Will you embrace me to save me?
But I am certain, you’ll hate me when I love you
So, I chose to love you and grieve in silence.
This is my fate, and it’s irrevocable.