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Being A Schizophrenic -
January 10th 2010, 05:23 PM
Voices heard
People seen
Scary thoughts
Make me scream
Paranoia
And depression
Are all part of
My obsession
Things that move
Blood on walls
Hallucinate
I hear the calls
19 pills
Everyday
Supposed to make
It go away
Mood swings
Violent behaviour
Make me find
My only saviour
Men in black
Terroists too
They found me
And they want you
No reflection in mirror
Hiding the past
From being diagnosed
Its been very fast
Dont know
What to think
So I just put
Paper to ink
Thoughts taking over
My feeble mind
Being pushed and pulled
Then halts to a grind
Being ill
What does is mean
Working in cycles
Like a washing machine
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