schizo

The ambivalence of these thoughts

the conduit with any loss with reality
he became a revor waked up
to track, supervise, and scom
he could not trust which has same him
It’s only exit was folds up it on oneself
glances related to him
returned being wary even more
the madness gained it at every moment
and to more be able to adapt to reality
are only sad the after-effects

Dream of reality
there is the capacity to exist
in this world or sometimes
there is the sad feeling

To only feel
in this cerebral storm

becomes a battle, day after day
to sleep about it more, harms after night
to leave itself there, hour after hour
but a taste of bitterness haunts it
why i am on ground
it life in this world
it does not include understand our words
but it exists in us