Schizophrenia

Rambling out bust, repetitive stories      
Of myth and truth combined,      
secrets Conversations in our mind    
Eyes that drop or go from brown      
To black      
I sit and listen waiting for an attack      
Far away looks uneasy stares    
That I no longer fear    
My Reality comes      
He's no longer here    
     
It's amazing to me how    
such an condition can Exist      
Different voices are over heard      
in A sane mind   
Lashed out words      
that are so unkind    
Always intrigued by....      
"what's next this time"    
     
Violence is the norm      
trapped in a furious Brain storm  
Watered down memories      
that keeps a lid on being Sane    
All that's inflicted on ones life   As they sit quietly mentally      
caressing a knife    

One holds in insane thoughts   Under lock and key      
trying to remain normal      
So the world Won't see    

The other hides from the world      
barely leaving the safe haven of Choice    
Listening to himself while demons control his voice      
Snatching away Hits that are not clear?      
My reality is...He's No longer Here    
     
And I listen..waiting for the next attack      
Hoping and praying
That I don't bite back    
How is it that they even survive      
being mentally unstable      
Maybe it's Cable,
Coffee or the earthly pot?    
Working, long walks      
cold showers... Not!      
One sits quietly while the others in Rage      
One lets out while the others caged      
Never allowing a single spark Or this mental imbalance      
can turn very dark.    
In the meantime we balance what's fed    
Trying our hardest to keep our  head    
Hoping that our souls don't end up dead.