![]() GoodbyeA Poem by a schizophrenic writerHe kissed his dreams goodbye with nothing more than an empty sigh. He threw his life away and with nothing to say he put a gun to his head, but he was already dead. Nothing could convince him to stay, he was already on his way. He knew this was his last day.
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StatsAuthor![]() a schizophrenic writerAboutI mostly write depressing poems but I'm also working on a book about a young man with schizophrenia and his struggles. more..Writing
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