Tied and bound...a poem

no sight or taste, just idle thoughts
No way out, no matter how I sought
to make a better way, it’s all tied and bound
can’t move any limbs, can’t make a sound
muffled sobs and cries, God help me out
I just can’t get my head right now.


You aptly describe the way most schizophrenics feel. Good poem.

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@crimby thank you friend…

This has appeal because of its simplicity and flow. Good job!

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