Someone Is Panicking Through Me

I know that I’m not dying. It’s more like- there’s a person possessing me who is dying. Or maybe someone who has died and is being reincarnated. They are using me as a vessel for a moment. Or at least, that’s what I tell myself. So at least I am helping some stranger who is trying to understand their own life and death. So they can let go. So I can let go. So I can stop shaking and laugh again, because this is silly. Or maybe someone is laughing through me…