That Part of Me

For those of you who have indeed applied for my friendship on this wonderful sight, I only hope you'll stick with me through this part of me that I'm going to put on paper for you.  Forgive me if this sounds like a rant of insanity. LOL Maybe I am. Maybe I'm off my rocker...gone off the deep end or going. But what I'm about to write here...is a very true story...a dream I had when I was 13 years old. It was a time in my life when things were dark and I was scared to embrace myself and write what I TRULY felt down. I'm not afraid anymore. So everyone in the WORLD is allowed to laugh at me and I'll stand by and allow it. Till of course it all starts to make sense to you...anyway...this is the story

 

 

There was a killer in the town I lived in. He had killed many girls...but the most recent one was a girl named...Sara Baker. She wasn't dead yet but the police weren't hopeful.

 

Me and some friends (I think about 4 of us total) went looking for Sara Baker. We went out into the woods where we came across the killer, in a long black cloak, and we managed to find a hut in the middle of the wounds with a downstairs basement. I was the only one that went down into that cellar/ basement area. The walls were dirt and sitting on the floor up against the wall was a girl with long dark hair and a dirty white  dress on. I walked over to her and asked her a question. She turned to me and opened her mouth. Her tongue hand been cut out. She was sitting on the dirt floor with dirty rags all over and piled against her. But when I saw her face...I knew in my mind that she was Me and I was She. Two sides of the same magick.

 

I don't know who she is, what she is. I don't even know if she is a real person or not. What I do know is that she is with me. I  know that Sara Baker is the even dark part to the Dark Muse. I know I'm asking for you to really dig deep into my brain but its how it is. LOL I'll never be published because I'm such a wing nut LOL But I will never lie to my friends and fans. This is a dream I had and this is how I am. Dreams never are what they appear to be. They're deeper then that!! Embrace who you are and explore your minds...you'll learn so much there.

 

The reason I'm putting this here is because I plan on posting some of Sara Bakers poetry. I'm sorry if this makes me lose people interested in my works...but this is me! My brain is complex. I'll never be able to write certain poems and put my name after them. I have to put name to words...and since they are mine yet NOT mine...I'll put them under Sata Baker for your enjoyment. I hope I've not scared anyone away LOL