The soft soothing light
Slowly starts to fade
And the grip on my sanity
Begins to degrade

My spirit sinks slowly
Back into the black sea
As I realize normalcy and happiness
Was not meant to be

Devoured once again
By my ravenous psychosis  
Death of my spirit
Is my final prognosis

The demons start to appear
As paranoia starts to set in
And the unsettling voices
Start to begin

As I now wander lost
Within my sickened mind
Escape from schizophrenia
I know I shall never find