Schizophrenia
5.12.14
Unimaginable graces were
bestowed upon her,
but they left no traces
Imagination captivates her in its'
creation. Images, symbols, and
voices dance around inside
her head. Her fate is controlled
by a predetermined attribute;
one she will never dread,
Doctors tell her that what
she sees is not real, but how
she feels is surreal. Constant
companions in a world
all her own, only she can
experience it; Alone.
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