Elucidating Questions

I wonder what you are?

Just an angry blip in my head?

My psychosis isn’t me, but what are you?

Can’t remember what I say or do

But when I’m fine it’s like I imagined it

When my mind is at ease it’s like it was a figment

Are you another side of me? A slice of me? A piece?

Are you a broken fragment? Or are you a whole other being happening in there?

Of course there’s no answer

There’s only an answer if I’m sick

Are you just another sickness?

Another symptom of my brain being unable to handle the universe?

If only my brain could handle the universe

At least I’m not delusional

I guess

Just trying to identify the unidentifiable

There was these team sense before

And now I seem like the sole occupant

I wonder if anyone loves you or if you’ve turned the world against you while simultaneously turning the world against me

I hope you don’t come back, but your lack of presence is duly noted

Mystery thing