triste Psicosi
Which is better
depression or mania
What is worse
organic psychosis or obscure sadness
You see the bright white i see the solemn
grey
I don't mean to sound desperate but
everything is wrong
Black & grey & sometimes violent red
personified as what is inside my skull
Awareness of statistics- i preach comfort
Doubt of passion- i preach resilience
I've not yet found the scraps of the torn
portrait but, man, do You seem to be
stirring up a concoction of what i need
"it can't be that easy"
But what is better
overcoming or stabilizing
Truthfully, what is worse
staying or leaving
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