When I’m depressed I go to sleep.It does me well for awake I’m quiet anyway.Psychosis is so beautiful yet so terrible.I don’t ever want to wake up again.Because whenever I’m awakePsychosis pulls me into darkness.So, I go to sleep!...

Unsighted eyes these are!Blind with hallucinationsyet so perceptive of beauty.I cannot recognize reality,yet surrealism takes a definite form to me.I don’t want to live like this forever.It is not at all what I imaginedwhen I was very young.I dreamed...

     Possessing a diagnosis that makes you feel like you’re living on the dark side of the moon. Psychosis! Why does she stay with me?     Possessing this thunder in your heart with the hope that one day...

Another lover of words and slang There’s no going back to handjobs Falling short of a sonic gang-bang Her love aches the tension throbs We are both believers in foreplay Syncopated tongues paint delight Against the tide we begin...

Now I am taking a walk along the shore;I can see the blue sky and the sunPainting a golden haze over the water;I can smell the fresh air;It is always different when you smell along the shore;The sand is...