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Schizophrenia

There is a crack in my mind
and everything flows into it.
My head floods with such intensity,
I drown in my own little world.

I look through my eyes,
nothing is what it seems.
Blinded I am from the truth.
Lost… oh so lost. Where is there?

I look into the mirror
and see a silhouette.
Who is it?
I stare on into the abyss.
Written by gothicsurrealism (Daniel Long)
Published
Author's Note
This poem is a self-reflection poem about my diagnosis. Writing poetry is therapeutic for me and I hope this poem can help others!
Here's my dark poetry website...
www.gothicsurrealism.com
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