In the In Between for Franziska on Christmas Day Franziska and I speak of psychosis Having us in common and We wonder why but try to understand Our common diagnosis She understands me uncommonly as Ever as she always has Whenever it is however we are Rising to our falling star Wherever we are is never too far In parallel though we fell Through hell being here now doing as well As we can when this is it Recalling it all to never forget Seeing is believing in Us being us wherever we have been A positive prognosis For the work in progress of existence Because of our persistence Glad to be mad with somebody who knows How it is and how it goes Under a falling star but rising now Wondering with her is how Together we weather the whether or Not and if to be what for In the in between where we met and where She is here as I am there Between us to see what it means to be Here as there what we have seen What it means for us in the in between Here as there and everywhere Having suffered some as we suffered from What it took us to become Us now as I look how far we have come In uncommon company Being us knowing we know what we mean And seeing us overcome Between us in the in between I see What Franziska means to me Steven Curtis Lance