Psychosis My Old Friend
Psychosis my old friend
Psychosis, my old friend; you now have the stage.
When I was alone, you provided me with companionship.
When I was confused, you provided me with knowledge.
When I was scared, you provided me with security.
When I was mad, you provided me with laughter.
When I was sad, you provided me with perspective.
Psychosis, my old friend; I don’t think I like you.
When I was alone, you made me give you all my energy.
When I was confused, you made me question everything.
When I was scared, you made me see demons.
When I was mad, you made me hurt myself.
When I was sad, you made me cry.
Psychosis, my old friend; you have no place in my life.
When I am alone, I talk to friends and family.
When I am confused, I problem solve.
When I am scared, I utilize my coping skills.
When I am mad, I practice self-care.
When I am sad, I express those feelings.
Psychosis, my old friend; you promised me the world, but you nearly took mine.
