SCHIZOPHRENIA AWARENESS WEEK
A poem by a person with schizophrenia
A whirlwind of pain these days are
When will I again be free
But I know I must not look far
But step by step as I see
The doctor is kind and tells me
Don’t fret the sun will yet shine
And I know I can still be happy
Even though I am not fine
The world is going ahead
And I am left behind
And all for the sickness in my head
A sickness of my mind
And there are no one’s steps to follow
In this darkened cruel place
And my laughter echoes hollow
Like a demon without a face
So I ask you but to hold my hand
In my journey from this pain
And with that one day I’ll be able to stand
And to be well again
-NM
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