Schizophrenia
I wish that I could ease
your misery and pain.
And take you to where you'll
never suffer again.
Schizophrenia feels
like someone's in your head.
And I know there are times
that you wished you were dead.
For you, the boogeyman
is much more than a myth.
And sometimes, your demons
are all you are left with.
A warped reality
makes it hard to be strong.
For you're not always sure
if there's anything wrong.
You fall into disdain
no matter what you do.
And you wonder if God
understands; it's not you.
(Quatrain)
9/26/2015
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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