• Schizophrenic friend of mine
    Twisting to and fro
    What haunting daunting things he sees
    I’ll simply never know

    And thus I never ask him
    Medication leaves him sleeping
    You cant define “Reality”
    If you are always dreaming

    But somehow I feel l love him
    In some silly awkward way
    So I wrote this awkward poem
    As I don’t have the guts to say:

    That when the world seems this distorted
    And your nightmares all come true
    Just look over your shoulder
    As I’m always there for you