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Change of Mind
Brought to this world, fashioned with disease
schizophrenia manipulates my every thought
All that was, is no more
new fears, closed doors.
The sweet taste of the wild, indigo orbs...
I don’t eat blueberries anymore.
Spiders putting on a façade, plotting to caress their hidden legs on my tongue
A prized member of the school’s diving team...
I don’t swim anymore.
Teammates failing to realize the sharks gliding across the submerged tile floor
The annual family forest expedition...
I don’t go camping anymore.
Carnivorous beasts travel for miles craving me, and only me
A magnificent cerulean masterpiece painted by God, stared at by society...
I don’t gaze at the sky anymore.
I can hear the squawking of the birds that want dig their talons into
my corneas
Sundays spent in a place of worship...
I don’t go to church anymore.
Termites resting in wooden pues crawl up my legs, through my pores, into my blood
Glared at by all humanity
for something I can’t control
I see, hear, and feel those creatures; I swear
they’re there.
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This poem is written from the viewpoint of a teenage schizophrenic that sees, hears, and feels animals that aren't there.