Untold Weight


 A heavy rock behind my back,

What shall I say? The chains all stack

A deep,dark hole beneath the ground -

With whom to walk,where none are found?


I tried so hard to lift the veil,

But to my horror, I still fail

And why? The tears begin to stream...

Why is healing just a dream?


I took a step into the light,

Yet numbness stayed, my closest knight.

Why do these ocean eyes still cry?

"It's fine", I said." The past's too high".


An untold tale, yet to unfold,

In scattered pieces, truths are told.

But as I face what lies beneath,

Am I just better left in grief or 

better off broken?


Written by Jocelyn Ng Shu Yee 

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