The Great Divide, Hidden Behind Desperate Eyes.

A vague reach, for the understanding of another.

Deliriously, I peer,

out from the hollow shell,

of the remnants of my being,

dwelling in mental hell.

Paranoid delusions,

from which, I am never free.

Disassociated from reality,

Could "them," just be me?

Schizophrenia, my love,

for what purpose, is this done?

Endless conflicts in my mind,

manifest into one.

From my own thoughts,

will I ever be free?

Or ever-divided by confusion.

Eclipsed, by the turmoil in me.

Words cannot convey,

nor, provide comprehension,

what it is to dwell,

in a disconnected mind's dimensions.

Where reality and delusion,

co-exist as one.

Where the understanding of either,

seems to have never begun.

Yet, hopelessly, I try,

to helplessly grip,

onto vague realities,

from which, I will inevitably....

slip.