Sunday, March 23, 2014

Ghost

My soul
Is a haunted house
That everyone is too afraid to crawl into
With foaming mouths
Blood-shot eyes
I look into the hearts of others
And rip into their skin
Wanting to taste their stories
And wanting to digest their love
Until it stings my pores
I cry out
With tears forming around the corners of my lips
I want to die
Because you are a ghost
And I am a haunted house
But I can't feel you anymore
You're gone
You're gone
You're gone
You're gone.



Bye.


xxx
~Talia~

For Emily. I love you. I miss you. You're forever settled in my heart.