Dear schizophrenic man of so heavily medicated to take away his pain.
Voices and delusions are tormenting him over and over again.
Words and emotions he cannot connect.
Lived a life of abuse trauma regret.
Isolation seemed the key.
Demonic visions in a tree.
Tears rolled down her cheek when she saw.
He wasn't her big brother anymore.
Seclusion was a holding cell that never heard his calls.
He always longed for the kingdom halls.
With a breaking heart to God he said.
My gracious Jehovah I'm better off dead.
Don't worry my son his prayer he replied
You will have your heart in paradise earth.
With all your self worth. I will give you full mental capacity to do all you can.
Jehovah bless you schizophrenic man.
©jalulz1982
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