Unspoken

Words unspoken 

Haunt you like 

the lingering whispers 

of energy 

left over from whatever 

isn't finished. 

Are you okay? 

Did it hurt? 

Do you need help? 

Why are you saying what you're saying? 

Why do I feel as if I'm in danger?

with that look, those eyes

that keep holding me as if

you had already decided

what was going to happen.

Am I in danger?

I'm frozen, can't speak

can't think, this is all

too overwhelming

confusion too bright, 

to nonsensical, too much to

take as truth.

I'm sorry this happened.

Is there anything I can do?

Can we talk?

about that day, those years, those times, why you were so mean.

Are you sad?

Are you going to hurt yourself?

Are you in danger, like me,

from your own mind?

Does it make a difference

that I'm here

or am I simply wasted breath?

Foregone, forgotten, forbidden.

I don't know what to say now. 

I walked away

because there was nothing left.

No words

Simply empty.