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I saw the spirit of my dog tonight
and you would think I know how to deal with this that I am some sort of magi but I am not I have a gift I don't know how to use and it is torture I see the unseen and nothing else seems real like those astronauts that go to the moon they don't come back the same I feel so lonely seeing all these things I don't want to see demons leave handprints on my door aliens exist and just watch us I think they might be the source because when I try to meditate an alien face appears you can lose yourself in someone else's eyes it can be enough until you know that everything you ever love you will lose my dead dog poses for a picture and I remember how futile everything is my heart is killing me she died of an enlarged heart and I know that I will die of something to do with my heart it is already set aflame in pain I took a picture of my spirit dog she grew wings and even my mom didn't respond as if the dream of love and ghosts saying goodbye was so ridiculous this is why I don't like it here if you are real you are shunned no one wants to know the truth no one wants to know that everything is a dream until you die reality is your soul your consciousness everything else is just litter so float in your trash then you die and remember what love is
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June 2023
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