Have you ever
Had a psychedelic
Dream that
Seems so real
And yet like a ghibli
Anime
If you have
Please tell me
As this happens every night
I am princess mononoke
On the best of nights

One night
I spoke out of bed
To clear my head
Something is ill advised to anyone
Under 14
Should do
From the night mares
As i walk i hear
Crying loud moans
I look into my
Bahai/muslim neighbor
Torture her children
To death because they
Choose peace instead of jihad
From then on I saw them
Playing in the street
In the middle of the night
White as the ghosts
They are
As if pleading to me
To help their story
Well here it is

As i walk into
My brothers place
I am instantly
Hits me with gruesome
Engery,  emotions
And madness
And as I sleep
That night
I hear the moan of
The call to prayer at
The witching hour
Not at morning
When i wake up
I find that his house
Was haunted
By a madman
A madman who convert to Islam
A madman who killed himself and his family

What is an empath
I person who neurologically
Feels emotions of other people
You cannot hide from them
As I am one
I have felt the emotions
Of myself
And another
Since I could cognitively remember

They started when I was
Four years of age
And that was when I realized my soul
The very essence of my mind
Had a passport
As well
My spirit age 4000
My mortal age
31

I have been around the world
Not just in this
Life
But......
In past lives
The places my parents went to
Or live in
I have been there
Thousands of thousands of
Years in reincarnation

Bully I can see you seeming
As you know I have
PTSD
You act a fool,
I will teach you a stunt
I will try stunt
As I glitter

Another place
And muslim can attest to
Is that darkness
Also dwells with in
The *** bottle
Opening the dark parts of
The mind

Demented
Was this evil
Witch
When she snatched girls from the
Streets
To havevthem sacrificed and
Possessed
By the jinn
When will she end her
Evil spree
Of taking innocence
And committing them
To Satan

a nice muslim girl
Was the victim of her
Lovers ghost
The ghost of a Saudi
Prince
Whom loved her
And her the same
He committed suicide after
His beloved accused
Him of unspeakable acts
When ever
The girl slept
Her late lover
Would come from the
Darkest recesses of her mind
And appear in her nightmares
****** from the neck down
As he slit his own throat
Asking her why
She betrayed him
After the shared something special
He would haunt her in her nightmares as
****** Faisal
Or the arabian ghost
If you say ****** faisal
3 times
He will show up
In your nightmares
A tormented soul in the earth
And the hearafter

They autumn eye are
Watching us
Day and night
But know to
Protect us
But to possess one of us
When a person goes
Startgazing
At the beach
During the witching hour
She is confronted buy a horrible
Eye
Watching down on her
The
Autumn eye
They of Satan
Will she be possessed by the demons
Of the past

Dreams tell
Another about
A persons past
For example my father
Was according to a dream
Was a mad scientist
Who cheated on his wife with his subjects
How the horrors the dreams can reavel
About other people
Or yourself

Ma salaam a habibi
As I hope that
Allah can believe you
More then mortal me
Or my mortal
Ma salaama habibi
I wished
That our love became
A reality

Good by my love
Fate is cruel

the ex from
High school
Though not dead
Has come into the darkest recesses of mind twice
This week
As a murderous
And deranged
Hotel and airline owner
For
I have seen him work with the mob
His air maintenance
Painting his jet liners
With the blood
Of mob hits gone wrong
This is the same Islamophobic
Ex I had to deal
With in school

There stands before
A window stands
An old woman
In a walker
She is dying
And is sent to the hell
Fire
And she know it
As she stares into space
She deeply thinks
And meditate
On the sins she
Has so viciously
Committed
She feels the burning in her
Feet as if in hell
All ready
A tear rolls from her
Eye
As she knew she
Hurt the people she loved

My spiritual abilities
My knowledge
Of religion
Bible or Quran
Where handed down to
Me via blood
Via DNA

Red blood drops
The tears of the body
Clear uncolored tears are the tears of
The soul
Blood red leaves
Falling from the trees
Are the tears of the trees
Nature
And of the
Suicide victims
Them leaves have blood
Soaked into them

The human mind
The human psychology
The human heart
Is ultimately
Where darkness dwells
And it well in all ove us
It takes one snap
Of the mental
Twig.
Just ask my mother

Never past judgement
On a person's
Dreams and goals in life
All are valid
If they involve
Knowledge
Not pleasure

Adam
Abraham
Issac
Jesus
And
Muhammad
These are the children
Of the light
The real light workers
Whom done nothing
But good
In the world
And i am also a child
Of the light

As i swing
On my swing set
In the night
Before bed
I see a white fog
Come from our forest
The fog then rolls in to
A shape of a lab dog
The dog that was long
Dead for years

Every time
I have a
Nightmare
At the odd
Time
I see the white flash
Or the angel
Gabriel
Indicating thats its
A prophetic dream
Not just a nightmare

Tonight's the night
We gather the dead
Tonight's the night
Your head comes off
The Saudi  prince cackled
As the night went on
Kashogi
Was being
Dissolved in an acid soup
Along with others
Die
At his order
Cemetery state
Cemetery nature
I am thinking he
Was the one who loved me
This Cemetery prince.

Thunderstorms
How i hated them
As a child
As each and every time i was left in the darkness
Where i saw both
Ghost demons
And other
Evil things
To scare and scar a
Kid for life

In a broken doll
After my friend
Called me a racist slur
I see the hole
In the dolls chest
And see
The void
Pure blackness
Like that of a black hole
Full of nothing but hate
That void haunts
Me to this day

On cloud above
The desert
I rest and read a book
As the moon
Gently rains on
Me a mist
To cool me down

As i drive
By thin
Twisted
And narled
Trees
I dont not
See trees
But demonic
Versions of the
Human rib cage

The eye is
The window to the soul
The eyes
Determine
Who you are
And where you go
In the here after
Looking the forest
Your see an eye pop
Out
And depending
On what you saw
And did
Its they gateway to
Hell
Ot heaven

As i lie
In my bed
I think of the
Days events
And other past items
Then i hear a tear
As if someone ripping fabric
The fabric
My personality
As it split into twob

******* blood sugar
Yes its tasty
As the normal sugar
Cut my wrists
And gently
**** the
Sweetness
Now
Is that better then candy

When I cry my self
To sleep because of grief
Over Faisal
My beloved
I hear it raining
Hard
Allah is crying along with me
Over a life cute short

As the ghost
Forests and
Materializes
In the forest
It will open
A portal
To the another realm
**** your electronics
And maybe even you
As it dances its horrible
And creepy dance

At dusk near
Sunset and night fall
I see I farmers Field
Look barren as the talklamakan desert
In the middle of autumn
I think of my ancestors
From east Turkestan

Since my mothers
Little stunt
I feel
That my
Hometown of
Almonte
Is feel with evil clowns
And demons
We all
Foat down
Said one of the clowns
******* fun house

Laughter is the
Languages
Of the soul
Dreams are junk
Food for the mind
Delicious
Nightmares
Are like a meat
Or protein shake
Taste bad
But won't **** you
Just makes your soul stronger

The eyes in
The forest trail
Can be either
Joy
Or a painful experience
My advice
Is to avoid looking
Into its pupil
As that is the void
Nothingness

As i lay in a cold sweat
Cold from
A nightmare
I feel dread
And fear
I try to
Tell myself its a
Pile of dog ****
Not real
But
I feel it was very real
As a bolt from my bedroom

Ahhh the witching
Hour
The time when things
Are possible
But know in a good way
As you can see
Or be possessed
By demons
I wake up at this very
Hour
Every night
From nightmares
Of the PTSD  variety
Nothing more

The place in
Cuba
Runned by Americans
Is the next
Most haunted place
On earth
As there was horrific acts
Done there
Second to the great wall
This
This place
Guantanamo Bay
A portal to hell

As the
Supper moon
Shines through one of prohodna
Eyes
Into the cave
The shamaness
Does her ritual
According to the
Moons closeness,

My mom: I am sorry for what
Have put you and dad through
Me:that is for Allah do judge remorse
Not me
My mom walks slowly in to the ocean
Where an eye comes
Before she enters the pupil
She turns
And says: I love you sweetie
And goes in the eye of hell
I yell out:
That is for Allah to decide
She and the eye disappear
At the witching hour
The eye of satan
The very portal to
The underworld

Dancing in the forests
Ghosts
From beyond the grave
Screaming as the dance
See and hear them you
Die
For these are banchies
That dance
And scream
In the forest
Despite the time of day

Where human life
Celebrates
And nature takes on death
This day
Halloween

As i write
In my room
In the dark
I hear an beautiful
Sad
And haunting
Song
I try to figure
Out where its coming
From by my iPad and phones
Are charging
This is the work
Of a ghostly
Siren

Dear Islamah
Who was to be
My daughter
But will be a figment
Of my mind
I will always love you
Your father would have loved you
But your in the same realm
As him
I will never hold you in my arms
But only in my dreams


Elena Mustafa

The realm exists different
For people
One man's insanity
Is another's reality
Another man's hell
Is anothers paradise
One mana imagination
Is anothers illness
This is what the realm
Is like to two different people

As the leaves
And the vail
Thin
Into
Saoween
Not only does every
Thing does
But
The universe acts like social media
Where you can look up
Any spirit
And channel
Their energies
But it is also time
For demons to
Attack the goodness
Try to possess you

I am afriad
Of what awaits
Me
Behind my
Eyelids
As a fall
Asleep
Be it friend or foe

I'd wish that
Faisal would
wake up
From his deep
Slumber
And come back
To me
But he only visits
Me in the dreams
Will he come back
From the land of the dead

When started dating this
Jamaican
Guy
Who i should have known
Had serious issues
Had hurt my daughter
On numerous occasions
The first complaint
From the girl
Was the last I saw of
Her
She was turned into
**** chicken
But the chicken was human
Meat.
**** Chicken?