There's some real creativity in this poem! (shocking, i know.) But seriously:
"The words remind me of a story
(A story I once burned,
The cells in my brain,
Smelt of ash)."
That is sweet, poetical joy, right there.
The "Twas" is a little lumpy, to me, since it's a contraction of "it was." Maybe if you had some punctuation ending the line before, it wouldn't be bad. But that's just being really picky. Great poem, seriously
I would like to voice my admiration for this piece of writing. It is unlike anything I have read on this site, or amongst my own writings for a very long time. A melancholic tradegy of the human mind, it in itself a dejected and nostalgic performance...
I am left with an unsettling yet familiar feeling after reading this exceptional write.