Intracerebral

tallisman

Smell the smoke that stings his eyes
Voice’s reverberating
Images that truth belies
And the lies are intoxicating

Paranoiac vision’s spinning
Bouncing images in his head
Fights that he’s never winning
Waking sweating in his bed

Behind the curtain the shape of a person
Waiting his moment to fight
Inside his head the images worsen
As the knife blade catches the light

Under the bed a monster awaits
The wardrobe harbours an assassin
Inside his mind crashes alternate fates
As his sanity starts to unfasten

The knock on the door brings sweat to his brow
The telephone unplugged from the wall
He has lost all control and he doesn’t know how
To avoid the inevitable fall

  • Author: Tallisman (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 2nd, 2023 01:24
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Bella Shepard

    Such a compelling picture you paint of schizophrenia. It's so difficult to understand what lurks in the minds of those afflicted, the torture they endure in essentially an altered universe. My dad was bipolar, mental illness is one of the hardest to understand. Thank you for this awareness!



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