The Fan

I'm the mother of a paranoid schizophrenic. It is really bad sometimes and my eyes won't stop crying.   And I don't know how to talk about it.  But he's really an amazing kid.  He's 33.  He's a writer. I've got some great songs he's recorded.  He brought me home stories he had written when he was 7. They were awesome stories.  He titled them, Keith & Wayne's great Adventures.  He fell in love with RL Stein,  and Goosebumps.  And then on to J. Grisham. He gets enthralled like a hungry dog watching the meatballs at supper.  He'd like that one.   He's on the streets,  and sometimes I'll think I see him, never wanting to. He just can't get the help he needs or maybe he doesn't want to,  I can't keep track anymore. 10yrs.I can't help him. This thing is just too big.  He just won't stop runnin