Psychosis

Lack of proper sleep--

the death of my sanity.

Peer inside my mind:

--

I am not here then.

I've stepped inside a dreamworld

where all is at peace.

--

Walking through my life--

Little secret messages.

Objects have meaning.

--

I look at your name.

Its symbolism makes sense.

You become godlike.

--

I walk corridors

where God is joking with me

and I laugh with God.

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In the end, I sleep.

I lose the peace I found there.

Yet then I am well.

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