Same Dream

Photo by; Lady Selene

I see, hear something
amazing

funny

cute 

I rush home
Needing to Share with Someone

Reality slaps my Fave

Wake up
There is no one 
you are
Alone

Poetry by:Lady Selene

Never There

In my Dreams you are always there

Always by my side

I wake to Reality, intense loneliness

a sadness to Intense to hide

I sit and cry for You

You 

sit and cry

For her

Photography and Poetry by: Lady Selene

 The Lymenoid Zombie

So, 

I wonder if anyone else “Feels” like they are in 

someones Video Game.

Title: Chronic Neurological Lyme Disease

Story Line; Lymenoid Zombie Battling Spirochetes & ABX

We have been infected with Spirochetes

They are Nano Bug Machines; 

they are Evil, Slick, Stealth [Bio WarFare-Chemicles]

Tainted Sprays omitted Via Man Made Birds 

We have to constantly be in Combat, 

Physically, Mentally

as they swim through our bodies

Spiraling into our Very Soul

The Great Sun Disk Vanishes

Total Darkness has been Cast.

It’s us against the Nano Killer Bugs [Spirochetes]

Us against the Bug Killers [ABX]

Some of us change colour

some inherit New

Different 

[Additional] Personalities

Our Flesh burns, itches, flares up

Our Brains Hurt

Forget 

Fill with the Rush of Bug Killer 

Nano Killer Bugs

TOXIN OVERLOAD

Now our Heads fill with Noise

Confusion

Anger

Extreme Fear

Loneliness 

Bodies fill with Intense Crippling Pain 

Burning

Itching 

It Even Changes our Physic  

We have to Do ALL we can to Reach our 

“Next Level”.

Tolerate walking through FUCKING HELL 

[no othere way to Describe it]

Living a CONSTANT HORRIFIC NIGHTMARE 

Not all of us Will Succeed

Not all of us Will Want to 

No Next Level 

Onto the Next Realm

An Entirely New Game

The Games do not have Multiple Lives

We, the Lymeanoid Mutants have only “One”

We are each given X amount of Energy Straws 

Some of us have no Energy Straws 

left after the Combat 

Lost Sight, Hearing

Loose Self respect

Love's Destroyed

Onto the Next Realm 

Some of us Rejuvenate Ourselves 

So we are Able to go into Fight once again 

The Nano Killer Bugs

Bug Killer

All Day, All Night

THEN; 

One Day

The Great Sun Disk Returns.

It Bestows to you, Powers - Happiness - LIFE

You see the World in very Unique, Uplifting way

Everything and Everyone makes you happy

You SHED all Negative Thoughts

You Shake Off all Feelings of Resentment [Hate]

You have moved
 to
your Next Level

No, it was NOT at all easy

No one knows 

For Sure 

how long the Great Sun Disk will remain

You Might once again be Brought into the Darkened World

Where you will have to once again FIGHT

all Day, all Night

Or

Be sent to the Next Realm

Perfect Frequency

Photography & Poetry by: Lady Selene

I understand Suicide

I contemplated 

Embraced it

Locked in 

the Perfect Frequency

Lived with it 

in my Heart

Echoing in my Brain

for months

Promising me 

Freedom of Pain

Silence The Thoughts 

that constantly RACE

At my Brain

Almost there

I turned around for a minute

Is that a DragonFairy 

LymeZombie - Shattered by Lyme

Poetry & Photo by; Lady Selene

I Hear the Sound of the Rain on my Window

I smell Such a Fresh Scent.

It Brings to me, An Inner Peace.

A Healing that Begins Deep Within

Lyme Zombie - Shattered By Lyme

Photo and Poetry by; Lady Selene 

Awakening to 

Anxiety 

Fear

Depression

Loneliness

Hopelessness

Illusions of Death. 

As Darkness begins to Swallow me. 

The Need to lie down

Death is Near 

just Give in

I will Never win.

As the Darkness takes me, 

I feel 

Mental Confusion 

Coldness

Emptiness 

Pain 

Loneliness

Hopelessness 

Intense Fear 

Death is Stalking me 

Injecting thoughts of Suicide. 

Extreme Brain Fog 

thinking 

remembering

knowing

possibly things from my past? 

Unable to do anything, Except 

Feel.

Memories

Emotions

Sucked out

 leaving me a Shell of who I used to be. 

Leaving me feeling like a 

Living Dead Girl.  

Darkness

Dispare

Discouragement

Anxiety

Fear

Loneliness

Cold

Empty

Death welcome here. 

Unable to move

Paralyzed by Extreme FEAR

WHO am I

WHAT am I

Will I ever be "ME" again

Waiting to DIE

Extreme Terror

Paralyzing Fear

Uncontrollable Tears 

This Nightmare has to End

One way or Another. 

Face in the Mirror

Pic and Poetry by;

Lady Selene

I look in the Mirror, A Face is looking back at me
Who is She

She slightly resembles me
is she a Relative from my Past.

Her eyes, are Tear Stained, her lips barely smile.

I can hear her Cold Lonely Heart as it faintly beats.

I can “Feel” the Empty Sadness that fills her.

Always Alone, real Laughter, a genuine Smile
Where did it go.

When I Silently disappear in the Night
Who will know.