Schizophrenics

by

M A Heathcote

When the wiring
of the brain
unravels in this way
like a ball of yarn
there can be no lonelier
place on earth:
Than your own malicious-mind
teasing out its own pain
waging war upon its own, self-esteem;
its own heart and soul
bother, sister, mother, father
and one-time friend and lover!

NEXT?
Why don't you look at When I Was A Bird
by: Debbie E. Hobbs
from: Albany, GA, US

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