Would they miss my smile
When blue skies fade to grey
I was here all the while
But, a sweet death, I did pray
Once upon a time, when life did sing aloud
A day never seemed so full of doom
Sometimes just missing what it was all about
Crying alone in my dark room
A day can be so full of pain
Lost and alone I feel defeat
Bring me a new vision so insane
At least none so full of deceit
So eternal, but not eternal still
Listlessly pray to to be free
Clinging to moments that feel so real
Something I’m not accustom to see
Lying in the fields of reality, I begin to fade
Labeled a traitor, by the voices inside
Pry open my third eye with a blade
Crawl into my dark room and hide
Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts 