Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts

Nothing…to say or to be
No more, something inside me

Belay the message

The one is coming to receive
For one mere moment, we believed

Inside the wreckage

The carnage that we've seen
Urging one onward, to be redeemed

For something less savage

Something more to see
Or someone a little more keen

The rite of passage or just a routine