Schizophrenia Poems - Poems about Schizophrenia

I lived once in a land before the light where shadows ruled and terror was the king Sable dark did fall upon me every night and flittermouse did brush me with their wing. There was no day to shine away the fear so terror ruled, malignant, endless black; eyes closed or open, demons still appear and, as in life, to stab me...

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A warning to possession. To the demons chancing claim of skin: I dare you to take this body, and dare you to take this mind. Better yet, I beg of you, to claim each for a ride. Would you like to suffer reason? Suffer sound of self each second? Or rather suffer thoughtless sense, Even you could not have...

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Like a dust that has been blown away If I only had the chance to really say But I can only stand on the dock of a bay Within this soul there is a empty world inside With no one near or anybody far Not even a single wound or a mere scar No love, hate or pride Just a place where...

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Jekyll and Hyde decided to entwine, remaining at all times fully aware, that come what may, they needed to align with pulse of love, for which they must outstare cravings of ego, which they must decline, by remaining still, life’s ultimate dare. In the womb of love opposites dissolve, paving way for both of them to evolve....

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A shadow walks where silence bends, With whispering ghosts that call as friends. The mirror lies with fractured grace, A thousand eyes behind one face. He hums a song that no one hears, Drowning doubt in static fears. Clocks melt slow, then race ahead— Each second stitched with ancient dread. A prophet’s tongue in twisted speech, Reaches truths we cannot reach. Reality’s thread, too thin...

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Vitamins, chained to shallow waters. Buried in a cave. Below the world. I stand ready. Waiting for more. Seeds of sorrow planted deep. Mercy or remorse. Shadows aside I sense you near me. Nightly rain sparks my soul. Sheer pain take over the globe. Holding fast to what brings comfort. Joy and Bliss belong to us all. Ascend the...

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They speak in a language you don’t realize you’re fluent in, or maybe I am the one mistranslating— pulling meaning from glances like thread from unraveling cloth, sewing together something that was never there. But what if it was? What if I am hearing what you refuse to say, if your eyes betray you in ways your lips never will? If I...

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His meds kept Andrew sane He lived with us, no one to blame But one day he refused his pills I knew what that meant, a battle of wills. In a few days voices told Andrew to leave. He vanished, left a note I didn’t believe. I tracked his SIM card to Idaho. I had lots on my plate but I had...

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Talking to themselves, unseen threads, Weaving webs that tangle truth and lies, A mind adrift in fractured, stormy seas, Where loved ones cast out lifelines, but are refused. Through hollow eyes, they search for someone lost, A soul entangled in a world of broken glass, We ache to hold the pieces, make them whole, But they refuse the balm that quiets the...

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Waves of terror shock my core. Divided by silence ever more. Echoes of rocks falling from my grave, A river flowing toward another day. As time moves on, the shelter holds us forever strong. Questions of madness arise and I am Wakened into this morning fright. When I sang songs from a distance, they warned me I was...

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Delusion must be a comforting thing; To see the world just how you like. To give you purpose every day And let reality take a hike. But don't be troubled When I say that; Delusion Is just fine For the psychopaths and the egg shell brained, swimming in life's brine...

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I f*cking love the rain. Storms are even better. I love to hear of your canceled plans As you stand there, getting wetter I adore the miserable faces it brings To everyone but me I ache for the sound of chain it makes As it rattles absently If my friend is joined by thunder, lightning, floods and all; I feel awash...

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Washing the clouds away, dreaming of lemon and minty tea. Open to follow the tide. Waiting for lights to guide my way. Yoking to paradise. Junking the fires into the rain. Kneeling to Heaven on silent praise. Holding my peace as love echoes her name. She is the moonlit star, the shadow Queen who defeated...

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In concert with the dimming sun I rise to greet the day Walk fast in joyous warmth Under stars refrain Heights of shadows coat the moon Turning toward the ocean waves In concert with the morning gloom My heart now seems to fade...

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When did you start hearing voices, when did they start making choices to determine your world and crack that first bottle or did the first pipe full smash on the throttle sending you racing downhill into the unescapable maze, driving deeper into the dense purple haze of paranoia? I don't see the people you say are watching, or the man living under the floorboards and the...

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