I have no name for it yet. Im feeling a bit dodgy today. Voices are quite bad and loud today. Getting a bit confused over things too. So as per, Ill write and/or draw something. I tried to really put some thoughts down, and sought inspiration from music and my old “schiz journal”. Here it is;
Oh Schizophrenia my old friend!
Once more my life upends!
Again we play this terrible game,
of unrelenting misery and shame.
You come back into my life,
and again offer me that dreadful knife.
For my family it severs the ties,
for me it brings chaos never any prize.
You speak into my ear,
creating untold confusion and fear.
You say it again often on repeat,
until I finally accept my own total defeat.
You scramble my thoughts in disorder,
as I draw odd conclusions at every border.
The Water? The Secret Agents? Or the 5G?
Its certainly a sign that Ill never be free!
You occupy my mind and you’re in control.
Oh how you make me feel like a puppet or doll.
Clearly without doubt you are the master, and here I am just a walking mere disaster.
