Schizophrenic

October 7, 2012
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I scream
I shout
I tear apart this room
I scratch at the walls until my nails are bloody
I tear at my hair until there is none left
I scrape at my skull, until the voices shut up
My hands and face are dripping in blood
The voices say they’re coming for me
The voices say I will die.
I scream until my throat is dry
I scream until my lungs are on fire.
I sit in a pool of blood and let the voices talk
I let the hallucinations come
I let the illness take my life
I let it take over my mind
The voices say that I will die
So I must die





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