Roy Merritt Poet Rhyme

Descent Into Madness

DESCENT INTO MADNESS
(Schizophrenia) 
By Roy Merritt

People are talking about me 
I can hear them from afar
I can hear them beyond the walls 
I can hear them in their cars
And sometimes too 
I can even hear their thoughts
Slandering me to others 
Recounting all my faults
And I have to stay alert 
Some even mean me harm
And falsely try to deceive me 
With contrived and phony charm
They think I'm but a fool, 
But greatly are they mistaken
They would certainly be surprised 
At the precautions I have taken
They would be surprised to know 
That I've planned way ahead
That before they get to me 
I mean to see them dead
I mean to see them dead 
Heads will surely roll
And the haunting voices I hear 
that penetrate my soul
“Go ahead and do it 
You have to don't you see
If you don't do it 
They'll never leave you be
If you don't do it 
You'll suffer for it for sure
The pain that sears your head 
You won't long endure
If you don't do it 
They're going to send you away
To some institution 
And forever there you'll stay!”
Is this truly madness 
Or is it the voice of God I hear
That whispers this dreadful precaution 
That whispers in my ear
That whispers this dreadful precaution 
Filling me with fear
And now I search about 
And at last I find my gun
AND I'LL SWEEP AWAY MY ENEMIES 
THIS DAY BEFORE IT'S DONE!

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