this is the poem i wrote 2 years back . when i was consume by schizophrenia. i found this on my diary . its not the same i improved it a little 😊

Whispers crawl beneath my skin,
Shadows dance where light grows thin.
In the corners of my mind they wait,
Unseen hands that twist my fate.
Voices echo, relentless and cruel,
Mocking whispers, a relentless duel.
They speak of pain and endless night,
A chorus of darkness, a relentless fight.
Invisible creatures, always near,
Their presence whispers, a constant fear.
No refuge found, in the silence deep,
Where nightmares roam, and secrets keep.
In a world askew, qwhere reality bends,
I tread softly, where madness descends.
For every step is fraught with dread,
In the labyrinth where demons tread.
Yet through the haze, a never-ending night,
Where hope is fleeting, out of sight.
The darkness looms, a relentless foe,
In this eternal struggle, I'm lost, I know.
The whispers grow louder, the shadows deeper,
A constant torment, a soul-scarred sleeper.
No respite found, in the depths of despair,
Just endless echoes, of a life unfair.
Invisible chains, bind me tight,
A prisoner of my own mind's plight.
Each step I take, in this twisted game,
Leads me deeper into the maelstrom's flame.
So I'll wander on, through the endless gloom,
Haunted by visions, in my mind's dark room.
For this battle rages, with no end in sight,
In the labyrinth of madness, where I fight.