Adrift and Suicidal Or rather PSI Passive Suicidal Ideation New medication The darkness Has descended Enveloped me in It’s shroud You have a “condition” She says One we can treat She reassures me My world is Shades of gray Swiftly turning to Black. Excuse me while I go put on my Smile and go out into The world My Mask Securely in place.
my Condition by kelpar-1













