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Schizophrenia

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Journey with me, to the solitary mind of a mad man free,
Evil lurks, thoughts of rampages and killing spree,
Violated in every way, he's had to flee,
Scorned by you 'cause he never bowed to God or got down on his knee.


(K-Sajid)
Been misunderstood ever since I was a young kid growing up,
Still never worried or dreamed about blowing up,
But as years passed by,
And realisation that I'd never touch the sky,
Decided I have to stop my voice being stifled,
Wrongs done to me have to be righted,
And I have to try righting my own wrongs,
Ironic how the same wrongs helps me write this song.
It's crazy how impossible ideas manifested,
Why hadn't I thought of this before? Mind was infected,
Why do I still live in dread?
All I got to do is turn to the voices in my head.

(Magick)
Hey! K, why the scared face?

(K-Sajid)
Where am I? What is this place?

(Silicon Slick)
Relax, with me you’re safe,
I ain’t your enemy, you know you’re my ace.
Now tell me what’s troubling you,
I can tell it’s something new.
Trust yourself, you know you can trust me too,
Tell me why you’re like that, what did you do?
You got the weird kind of look all over yourself,
Don’t tell me that gun found it’s way to your hand itself.

(Magick)
Huh? What gun? What are you talking about?
Damn what the hell! Why is there blood all around?
Oh my God!! I'm holding a gun!
Damn it Slick, what have I done?

(Silicon Slick)
Don’t shout Magick, you know it ain’t safe,
I ain’t your enemy, you know you’re my ace.
Why are you crying, what is it with you?
Is it the gun and the blood? Those are nothing new.
Throw the gun away; wipe the fingerprints too,
Hide out for a few days, don’t tell people what you’d do.
From now on, you have to take care of yourself,
Bury the bodies somewhere, it’ll take care of itself.

(Magick)
Thanks for the advice Slick, they’ll really help,
Now that I think back, I can remember a little yelp,
Was it I pulling the trigger, killing that little girl?
Knifing the boy who laughed, with the weird Jhery Curl?
Weren’t you there too? With the acid, about to hurl?
I don’t remember what happened after, world seemed to swirl.
What about K? You know he’d be scared,
Shouldn’t you help, you said you cared.
You know he hates guns, and fears blood,
He’d not appreciate what we just did in cold-blood.

(Silicon Slick)
Don’t worry about him, K will be perfectly safe,
Who’d dare laugh again? They know he’s the ace.
He’ll not have words enough to thank me and you,
He can live a good life, perfectly new.
And the two of us can finally be in peace too,
School will be better, we’ll see what the guys would do!
You worked really well, you should congratulate yourself,
Do what I say, and the truth will bury itself.

(K-Sajid)
Where am I? Seems like a distant land,
How did I get here? Is that a gun in my hand?
And wait, I think I see blood all over my palm,
I start to shout, no longer can I remain calm,
I need to know what happened, I start to look around,
And I stumble over a body and fall to the ground,
And all I can see, all that surrounds me, is death,
The smell is unbearable; I'm holding my breath.
I’m scared to my bones, when I recognise the face,
I look for more, and I see them lying all over the place,
Corpses of children, my own class mates,
You can’t guess my feelings; no it wasn’t dire straits!

With a big smile I walked over the dead bodies,
I come upon a particular one and say, “Well look at this,
I’d like to see you laugh at me again idiot,
You can’t can you? Cause you’re fucking DEAD!”
I take a few more steps and say “And look at this fine lady,
I bet you can’t break-up with me again cause I wasn’t ready.”
Journey with me, to the solitary mind of a mad man free,
Evil lurks, thoughts of rampages and killing spree,
Violated in every way, I still stood my ground and didn’t flee
Scorned cause I never bowed to God or got down on my knee.
No more living in dread,
Cause I’ve finally acknowledged the voices in my head
Interpretation: Not much to interpret. A person with schizophrenia. Magick and Silicon Slick are the characters. Ksajid is the real person. Only poem I have a lot of backstory to. Ksajid is an outcast at school. Magick is a slightly mentally impaired scapegoat. Silicon Slick is a pimp.
Inspiration: The Columbine Massacre to name a few. Also The Omen - DMX feat. Marilyn Manson. Quite a lot of rap inspiration in this, don't remember all.
Format: No format. Rhyming song.

Feedback as always appreciated
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rainbowtohell's avatar
"Journey with me, to the solitary mind of a mad man free..."

I was hooked since the first line, man. Seriously, this:

"But as years passed by, / And realisation that I'd never touch the sky, / Decided I have to stop my voice being stifled, / Wrongs done to me have to be righted, / And I have to try righting my own wrongs, / Ironic how the same wrongs helps me write this song.

is awesome. The ending of the song - nice! The whole story, twisted, believable - shit, it's happened before, more than we can count. Giving in is often the easiest way to get out. Isn't it? ;)

Loved this. Fav'd.