SchizophreniaA Poem by iamshadowineI can
see them, Right
there, Above,
in the corner, The
devils I sit
scaredly back in the other corner With
my head tucked in my arms That
is wrapped around my knees. They
are so scary, They
always threaten me. I’ll
die, They’ll
kill me, Please
help, Somebody
save me. I was
always kept locked in my room due to this behavior The
devils always showed up and I had no savior. I shouted
but nobody ever listened, I scratched
the walls, My
nails were broken. My
tears filled the buckets, But
no one ever listened. And
then one fine day, Someone
came in my room, He
was amused, Because
my room had my blood stains too. He
asked me some questions And
finally concluded that I’m mad I thought
he was amnesiac Because
I knew I was schizophrenic.
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