I believe this piece really concludes the neurosis quatrain-collection, as the mind slips in and out of reality. Was it psychosis, or neurosis? The pacing of the poem, and word choice was intended to demonstrate the roller-coaster of thoughts, and emotions one experiences throughout psychosis/neurosis. Some parts are coherent, and intellectual. Others childish, and lacking sense. 

I decided to break up the word, “Psychoneurosis” which is another word for neurosis, for a reason. The poem is about both, and can be categorized as a more psychotic version of typical-neurosis. Hence the title, as it is a “psycho” neurosis. I’ve been basing a lot of these poems around my personal experiences, and feelings, and figured I’d come clean about that. Most of my poems are about me, although I usually don’t describe them that way. They are my thoughts, and my feelings. This is the last poem in the book I am writing, and I think it may be the last poem I submit to TeenInk. If I come up with more ideas, I'll submit them, but for now I'm drawing blanks.