Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts

Inward we fade, lanquidly if in a state
Withdrawn from truth, for we know of our fate
Elapsing time, on towards a new day
Passing our boredom as if we where insane

Reality seems wrong, a yearning to move past
Fractured lines of a song, an existence so vast
We are broken, but life could never tame
A mind such as ours, as if we where insane

Remaining inside a dream, lost, as so it seems
Down on our knees , searching for the seam
We will find a way out, if we have to lay blame
Searching this reality, as if we where insane

Today, we still exist, and that’s more than some
Even so broken, we try to remain numb
Relentlessly clawing trying to find our way,
wishing the day away, as if we where insane