Desperate screams fill the air as i sink into a never ending dream,
A dream where life doesnt exist and all there will ever be is me trapped in a eternal slumber.
This dream doesnt end in angst for whats to dream next,
Because the dream never ends.
Im stuck filling the darkness with grey and black, not even thinking of what the dream even means.
Because in this dream i cannot think, and in this dream i cannot awake.
This dream is mine and only mine to decode without thinking or awakening.
This dream is mine,
Mine to keep,
And mine to dream.

Heart aching from the newly diagnosed,
Ears ringing from the constant screams,
Bones breaking from the tortue of the day,
Eyes crying from the reminder of what used to be.

Who is to define crazyness?
Or being mad?
Being sane? Insane?
Who?
Not you, not me, not anyone!
Would you like to know why?
Because my description of crazy or being mad or sane or insane is completely different to what your description is.
So when people call schizos crazy, it ****** me off.
Schizos are not crazy,
Maybe they just see things that are actually there.
You can call me crazy, call me mad, call me sane or call me insane.
Just think about it, maybe they see the things we cant see,
Because we could be the crazy ones who cant see what they see.

******* and your arrogance
******* and your ego
******* and your power
But most of all,
*******.

The park was lit dim as the four of us met,
Two pairs sitting in the grass under the moonight
Your interest was her, but my interest was you.
The years go by and friendship evolves through drugs and the same friends.
I become involved with a boy, you become involved with her.
In our minds we desire the touch of one another,
And look away when we make contact with our significant others
It hurts us to see the false happiness we endure with him or her,
Because we know whats right and what we are doing is wrong.
I go down the wrong road while you stay in school and stay with her,
I get sent away for my abuse as you graduate school.
I come back to learn your still with her and im still longing for your tenderness.
You finally break away from the hold she had on you,
And you find your way to my arms.

Slowly, softly, smoothly talking,
Taking, wanting, forever longing.
Wishing, hoping, tenderly asking
Someday, maybe, ill have you.

Your drunk again,
Another night you waste away with your poison.
Youll ask me to stay home but you know ill end up leaving
You ask why im never home but you know the true answer.
I can smell the drink from four feet away, as you claim your not drunk.
Night by night you drown yourself because of the thirst you have for that poison.
Its your worst enemy but youll never admit it to my face.
You were once beautiful and full of life,
But your light is slowing flickering out and theres nothing left to kindle the flame.
All i have left is the few memories of what a good mother you used to be, the love you had for your children was so strong.
Now if i even threaten your poison youll say you hate me and tell me to leave.
I just miss the mother you used to be.

My identical, my beautiful Soul said her goodbyes as she leaves for the night.
I'm left waiting for her return yet again, not knowing if she will be back with another tragedy.
Does she know what's best for her?
Deep down she knows but will never say it.
I watch her wither down to a small frame each day,
and I feel as though I'm losing my self.
We are one, we always have been and never will be separate.
I feel her emotions, I think her thoughts.
I know what's best for her because I am her.
We are the same but in our own bodies,
We know what's best for us, we know.

Shifting skys took over my vision as I died in my sisters arms,
Whispers of people I once knew lingered around me.
My past and future no longer existed,
I was no longer here or there, just lost in a black abyss.
I couldn't escape my prison of eternity of screaming lost souls,
We were all lost together but didn't know we weren't alone.
The feeling of never ending agony is something I will never forget,
The feeling of immense anger is something I wouldn't wish on anyone.
But I am here not there anymore, but I know my prison of eternity will come back to take me away,
I feel it hovering over me as I go through these long days of waiting.
I will never be able to escape my prison,
it will never let go of me.