I see dead people
But it doesn’t scare me
It makes me feel excited
And honoured to be able to see
I feel them touch me
I smell their presence
Their perfume and resonance
I wonder why they’re here
Or even come to me?
A theory I was told is a parallel world
Or is it in my mind
Can it be something special
I know it’s not just only me
It’s a gift to see!