Schizophrenic

Schizophrenic

Shall I tell you something about my problems with the Mental Health System and its feat of bringing me to my knees such is its influence on my life?  I shall tell you.

 

First I have been in hospital five times here in the UK, each for about a month except the first bout of hospital familiarisation when I stayed three before being let out as a humane being and not a killer.

 

Such has been my expert opinion as the soul thing that understands me, been taken and (sigh) I shall never be able to give a lecture to kids as a result, because I am labelled inside out as being the killer of the population in Britain, the Jack the Ripper  of Sudanese extraction who never made it.

 

I have pulled a knife o one sad citizen in the morning of my last detention but I don’t think that was the problem for he ran and did not stop and phone the police as he should have done, on his mobile, which makes me think.

Did I in fact scare off a baddie who was coming to get me from behind as he motioned to me as I turned and that made me thrust all the heavier, into his gut area and again to his heart which was right there to behold on his shirt pattern.  There is no doubt that it is the stop and start of the war on mental health but it is also the sane that have to understand that the loonie are not for keeping but for free spirited love and laughter.

I live by alone and not by self therefore I need the comfort of strange hands sometimes and that makes me able to fun and dance the whole day long without getting in the mull or dew of the time and place of the lot and fot of the range of matter before me under my gaze.  I will be there and not here and so it gets better but not fettered as per the goal of the arrangement as I break loose through the internet to abaise my belief that it could all be sound values to be able to get whole near and far start and goes from the preceding number.

I will see if I can make you understand what it is like to be overwhelmed in the fought battle of being in your head all the time and no one to help when it all starts to spark off.  End.

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