The voice…incessant masterpiece Feigning night, reclusive thoughts
Dancing visions…wither away Waltz into the light, oh thought, I pray
Doomed eternal…sinful last act I beg the one inside, give up control
God save…giving in, not up My thoughts are impure, he has control
He redeems…praise be For, death felt, like a distant relative
Father please…forgive my cries The end is too near, I need You
Is there another one inside Listless and impure wretch…waiting Does he wait and hide Shadow who stands…contemplating
The voices that haunt, are they my own thoughts A reality, bending to the will of lesser evils Turmoil haunting an everlasting night Am I my own demon within, out of control
Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts 