A distance…all these voices
A feeling so lonely inside
Shades of fall, immoral choices
Inside which, they reside
These broken and malevolent voices
The distances between, intent denied
Don’t it all seem pointless
Once complete, we’ve been revived?
Colors of a new day arose
Within the wake of a new morning
Spaces until no one knows
A space for your, just mourning
Someplace all can alight
Then shift away from the truth
Commonplace, listless and bright
With lush trees full of fruit…
Someday, my mind, completely free,
will be at peace and not want to roam
Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts 