Jennymoonpie

I had a dream, that I was three feet tall. I only knew this because I compared myself to a chair that Sat next to me ...I...I was alone. Surrounded by nothing but walls. Blank walls.... and the chair that towered over me.... cold steel..lifeless.. but empowering. I could feel the cold coming off the chair. It almost scared me.. how much negative energy it had.. It sent chills down the empty vessel I was using as my body. Pure emptiness, but I didn't feel alone. Like...the air around me was filled with anger stricken souls.. but I couldn't see them. the smell of death slowly filled the air as I slowly stood up from the floor. I felt

Imagine if you can.. Sitting in a white, Lit up Room It feels like you have no room at all But the walls are endless.. Your heart beat fills the room But sound is absent Infront of you Is your body YOUR body looking right back at you But you can't recognize it Who is it You know deep down.. ..that its you.. But you don't see it Your body fills with shame And nothing makes sense Obscure thoughts cloud your head What used to be you Is now nothing more than a stranger The figure infront of you slowly fades away And you feel lost All thoughts perish As the stranger infront of you fades The feeling of....shame..remains Imagine if