I keep my scars
under a veil
and lock them up
in a solitary cage
where no hope or
glint of light
can penetrate
I seal them
with dark gates of fate
The viruses
brew and multiply
but are electrocuted
when they try to escape
They choke to death
falling apart
polluting my soul
with haunted past
the poisonous gas
blackens its walls
contaminating
the blocked path
the infection slowly
rises in the air
the toxic lava
harden the affair
The secrets I once buried
has tainted my heart
and have turned me into
a cursed black spot