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……Somewhere a lone survivor of a plane crash

A man of sound and reason 
   standing tall and proud. 
But a voice of lies and madness 
   whispering words of doubt. 
His mind a fortress sturdy 
   no shadows in the crowd. 
But a path of doom and darkness 
   waiting to break out.

Delusions like a serpent, 
   coiling in his brain, 
Paranoia like a venom, 
   oozing from his core. 
Twisting truth and logic, 
   driving him insane. 
The world a hostile army, 
   waging endless war.

Dissociation like a vise, 
   squeezing his soul tight, 
A mirror of identity, 
   shattered into shards.
Lost within the maze, 
   his selfhood out of sight. 
The pieces of his being, 
   scattered near and far.

Psychosis like a demon, 
   dancing in his mind, 
The music of madness, 
   playing its eerie song. 
Illusions like a spider, 
   weaving webs to bind. 
As his grip on sanity, 
   was slowly being wronged.

Not working…..
He found a radio, a possible voice of hope and light.
…..Working

Then a change of course, 
   a turn of fate’s design, 
A mind once plunged in madness, 
   now rising to the fight. 
From blackness to brightness, 
   a force of hope divine. 
An ascent from affliction, 
   a story of great might.

As his grip on sanity was 
   slowly being restored, 
Illusions like a spider 
   weaving webs to break. 
The music of madness 
   playing its final chord. 
Psychosis like a demon 
   dancing in his wake.

The pieces of his being 
   scattered near and far, 
Lost within the maze his 
   selfhood comes to light. 
A mirror of identity 
   shattered into stars. 
Dissociation like a vise 
   squeezing his soul bright.

The world a hostile army 
   waging endless peace.
Twisting truth and logic 
   driving him to sane. 
Paranoia like a venom 
   oozing from his fleece. 
Delusions like a serpent 
   coiling in his mane.

But a path of doom and darkness 
   waiting to fade out. 
His mind a fortress sturdy 
   no shadows in the crowd. 
But a voice of lies and madness 
   whispering words of doubt? 
A man of sound and reason standing tall and proud?

A lone survivor of a plane crash……
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