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...

August 18, 1788        Mon Cher Donatien     After all of our play, all of our fun and games... little surprised me. Until last night. Now, alone with the truth, I lie here in my own bed, in...

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...