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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

Are whispering to me again

As I now wander lost

Within my sickened mind

Escape from schizophrenia

I know I shall never find

So as I slip into my darkness

I will go freely without concern

Because from where my delusions take me

I shall never again return