Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts

Hazel eyes see the color of  misery 
Lost and incomplete, the dispirited fade 
For, inside bright eyes we misplace meaning 
Anguish exists in an incandescent sky 
Lingering still, and shapeless 
Winds of circumstance yearning for a song 
Reality bending to the will of nonexistence 
We are nothing and nothing is no one 
Urging chaos spreading blankets of anarchy 
Priority rises to be desensitized 
My own best friend in lonely times 
Reasons recommending change 
What was so simple is now a complication