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Possession

We Become One

By Melanie SorocktiPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
Image By: Jessica Guarapuav

The Possession...

It is here ... can you feel it?

The dead, their whispers, icy fingers along my spine.

I am in and out of reality and the "Other World" through out my day.

I welcome them and try to comfort them, or is it more...

Me trying to comfort myself in their presence.

I give in and I let the possession take me...

Show me, show me your sorrow your pain or what happiness if any, you may want to share. And I in turn will show you mine.

In this possession, we become one.

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Melanie Sorockti

A creator of short stories / poetry encompassing on Folklore, Mythology, Horror, Fantasy and small glimpses into my real life.

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