Things left unsaid

 These are not stories

Made of dreams,

Or jars filled with stars

With salt that burns our raw scars

Not sweetly melted sugar

This is sickly and bitter

With one jar of rain

Other jar...

Empty

Rain is sweet

Rain is pure

Unlike this

A moment where time flies

And the glowing cigarette burns skin

With a mouth

That is filled with words

I want to tell you

I always try to

But...

You never listen

Like a disease you invade my mind

Chewing on the very flesh of my heart

Sucking dry the warmth and love that I feel

With cracks hidden underneath your bedroom

Walls, painted in white

 With secrets

Once in a hospital

There was a needle

Pierced through the skin

With toxic fluids running into the veins

Of the innocent

The halls

They are empty

And I might yell for help

The flowers you gave me 3 years ago

They have faded

Rotten

Fallen apart

Like our love

I know I am dying

You know it too

The ghosts in these empty places know it

But you left me here, anyway

With tormented voices

And acid

Eating organs from inside out

The days of your love for me

Has died

But I can't seem

To let go

Of the ghost

That is the love

We once

Had