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Oct 2014
Darkness fuses itself in me
All I hear is
Distant echoes
and a faint bittersweet symphony.
'Save us! You're the only one who is near.'
They seemed harmless
I obeyed them and let them became my biggest fear.
Soon I realised
There are people trapped in my head
I sit by myself
and watch my insides melt.
They tend to grow stronger every second
they often say
'All we ever wanted was to fill you with lies

Scream to your fullest,

there's no one to hear your cries.

I think I made my point clear

We lied

Look a little bit closely

We are your monsters that came to life.
'

My mind is a dark room
Where the silence is deafening.
To there torture,
I am mute
Trapped in a beautiful yet ugly world of illusions
I don't see reality
for all I know its a pure tragedy
They say reality itself is an illusion
Is my life an allusion?
This anxiety explodes like glass
leaving behind unforgettable scars.
I maybe delusional
I am no perfection.
I don't know when, how and what changed me.
For what I believe is not reality
Look past your lies
its a pure tragedy.
I wrote this after reading Gena Showalter's Intertwined where the protagonist hears voices in his head. I do not know anyone with Schizophrenia, just making use of my poetic freedom
axr
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axr  18/F/India
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