Its Time to Wake-Up

Stop the hating!
Can’t wait till you get caught.
“It’s just schizophrenia.”
No, its not.
“It’s time to wake up!”
I don’t want to wake up and listen to these whining bitches, yelling in my head, yapping hounds.
I don’t want to hear the screams that make my heart leap,
I have no privacy; they are inside of me.
Whispers through furnaces, running water of the shower.
Day after day
Hour after hour
Gets worse when the sun goes down
And I am alone to dwell
“Are they really real?”
“Demons?”
Quick turn the lights on.
When it comes to the unseen, I am a coward.
In the quietness of the night, I am over powered by this “nothingness” and I feel defeated by the power of this supernatural mental illness.
Whispers from cars that pass by, running water of the shower, the fans.
Day after day
Hour after hour
I can’t remember what I was thinking, what did I say?
What do you mean I was screaming at cars that passed by,
Screaming in the shower.
I know its just my imagination.
I don’t know what happened but why is this room padded.
You have to wake up.
I don’t want to wake up, I want to be left in the peace of being dead.
“Nobody likes you.”
Ok that’s it I’m getting up; I must not give in to these pieces of shit voices.
Anytime they want to be real I will be waiting
I’m not giving up
might be a cure. Might be a cure.
God I sure hope so.