I cannot sleep.Then, I become exhausted and sleep too much.I cannot function well.Day is night, and night is day.I live in opposite world.Thyroid, lymphoma, testosterone, diabetes.Exhaustion.What else can go wrong?What else will go wrong?So damn tired.This is living?I learn that someone I admire has died.Suicide.I seem to be the last […]

I converted a section of the poem into a Photoshop brush and created amandala. I then layered the mandala with a pattern and clipped out a section. A conversation with my psychiatrist inspired me to write the poem. He asked me why my feelings of hopelessness led to thoughts of […]