In shadows deep, where whispers lie, A mind entwined, where truth may fly. Schizophrenia, a maze untold, Where thoughts like rivers wildly unfold.
Hallucinations dance in realms unseen, Echoes of what has never been. Delusions bloom in minds astray, In landscapes where reality may sway.
Disorganized, the thoughts collide, Speech fragmented, like a turbulent tide. Emotions muted, expression wanes, In the labyrinth where sanity strains.
Genetic whispers, environmental hue, Neurochemical dances, the canvas askew. Late adolescence, early dawn, Yet in its grasp, anyone may be drawn.
Medication's touch, a tempered flame, Therapy's embrace, to reclaim the name. Supporting hands, a lifeline cast, In the journey where shadows recast.
Antipsychotic guards, against the storm, Cognitive tools, to transform. Family bonds, a fortress strong, In the battle where hope prolongs.
Fulfillment's beacon, amid the night, Guiding souls to reclaim their light. With care and love, the path is found, For those with voices, and minds unbound.
So walk with courage, step by stride, Through valleys where shadows may abide. For in the heart, the truth resides, That with support, the spirit rides.
