erogenous storm

I lived in a haunted house once. I saw things. I felt things. I heard things.  I became things. It happened so often. And never followed me but it called me all the time. I knew whatever it was was old, it had been around for a long time... haunting the walls, hunting the feelings, haunted by feelings, not letting me sleep, not letting go. I will never forget the day I turn down and looked at the hall because something woke me up. I felt a presence so strong and heavy I couldn’t stop to look. In that moment the door of the room that I was in began to close and I close my eyes so hard until my mom’s roommate came to me and told me to get ready for school. I was quiet all day after that and realized that there was a spirit in the house. It’s not my first encounter but it has been my strongest. Today as a story rises again in me I realize that I have been a haunted house for my soul. My soul is the same young girl scared in the room, innocent and curious... watching the door clos

Alien. I’d like to see your body Out of control , your figure is an ailment Just say nice things to me Tell me how well I’m doing  Don’t judge me bc u can feel the things inside my head  Be calm with me  Encourage me  I know you’re empathetic but let’s take things slow  Let’s be one with whatever before I go : this is me I just need to know  Sometimes I feel like an alien Maybe I am  Out of this world bc I’m always in my body and out of this dimension  Don’t know why I come back  Is it safe to want to learn lessons  always want silence?  To never speak  To never be  To just dream and see.  Move the body outside of the mind you’ll never need to see this planet ; you exist everywhere in everything (goddess) CANT YOU SEE?  They mock while you create  Accept your fate What you’re being, you’re feeling When you’re crying, you’re healing  That is so special  Your existence is helpful  No need to run away  Show us your alien