Schizophrenia Support Group
Schizophrenia is a psychiatric diagnosis that describes a mental disorder characterized by impairments in the perception of reality and by significant social dysfunction. Untreated schizophrenia is typically characterized by demonstrating disorganized thinking and experiencing delusions or auditory hallucinations.
Post songs here about hearing voices or struggling with the fear of losing your mind.
I am looking for more music.
The song "Set me Free" by Casting Crowns is good, though the closing verse makes the song mostly for Christians.
Exerpt:
It hasn't always been this way
I remember brighter days
Before the dark ones came
Stole my mind
Wrapped my soul in chains
Now I live among the dead
Fighting voices in my head
Hoping someone hears me crying in the night
And carries me away
Anyone have any others to add?
I am looking for more music.
The song "Set me Free" by Casting Crowns is good, though the closing verse makes the song mostly for Christians.
Exerpt:
It hasn't always been this way
I remember brighter days
Before the dark ones came
Stole my mind
Wrapped my soul in chains
Now I live among the dead
Fighting voices in my head
Hoping someone hears me crying in the night
And carries me away
Anyone have any others to add?
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I went to the doctor a while ago to see about my allergies. He rubbed my arm and stuck things under the skin. Nothing. He poked and prodded, his phlebotomist drew so much blood people thought that we were dating. The tests all came back negative. Then one day I went back and I told him that I had found the cause of my allergy.It turns out, I am allergic to betrayal.
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This isn't really bipolar related but there is never anyone on the parenting groups, this is the most active group I've been in.My 6yr old son has really bad seasonal allergies and they're in full force right now. He gets a terrible cough; he coughs all day and all night, making it hard for him to sleep, and his nose runs.I've tried every allergy medicine, OTC and RX, and none of them affect his...
"I just made you up to hurt myself, yeah
And I just made you up to hurt myself
And it worked.
Yes it did!
[Chorus:]
There is no you
There is only me
There is no you
There is only me
There is no f---- you
There is only me
There is no f---- you
There is only me
Only
Well the tiniest little dot caught my eye and it turned out to be a scab
And I had this funny feeling like I just knew it's something bad
I just couldn't leave it alone, I kept picking at the scab
It was a doorway trying to seal itself shut
But I climbed through
Now I am somewhere I am not supposed to be, and I can see things I know I really shouldn't see
And now I know why, now, now, now I know why
Things aren't as pretty
On the inside
It's a great video and song x
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qj-dw6xx-BQ
it's like i'm paranoid lookin over my back, it's like a whirlwind inside of my head, it's like I can't stop what i'm hearing within, it's like the face inside is right beneath my skin. it goes on to talk about the voices and and the person he feels inside of him. y son has the voices and he said the song helped him explain what he feels like inside.
Quietly and unobtrusively they creep towards me
In the late afternoon, silently and
As softly as a young animal would, as if were
Seeking respite from the cold winter air.
I welcome, with a tender touch, with
A little love and with some warm blankets, into
My small world,
Shadows from the Venetian blinds rock
Like a cradle upon my ceiling,
To and fro,
As I summon them to hover around me, as
They whisper their innocuous words
That always calm my troubled soul.
I finally drift off into a peaceful slumber,
With lingering hope that I shall be soothed
Throughout the rest of the day, and into the night,
As I continue to rest.
My bed becomes a guided vessel
That sails towards the unknown,
Where no one shall harm me,
Steal my thoughts away, or to look deeply into my eyes with wonder.
When I shall awaken, I hope to find myself
Safe, back into my room where without fear,
I can bid them a fond farewell,
Until we can meet again,
As the Venetian blinds reflect the sunlight,
Rocking to and fro,
Quietly and unobtrusively,
On another late afternoon- where
My thoughts shall always be my own
by Claudia Krizay (schizoclaud) and this one-
Silent Voices
Snowflakes have been arrested in a frame of time;
Rivers are now frozen still,
Ice-clad inlets
Consume the reflection of the full moon at twilight.
My eyes
Control the hands of time.
. The light of the stars
Refract against this mysterious
Pathway that
I walk everyday
Without freedom or direction, towards the home of the angels
That had been forsaken?
Every time I capture a shooting star,
And hold it within my hands,
It burns out, then dissipates.
Voices unobtrusively
Tiptoe past me at times
Whispering their innocuous words to me,
Moments of reality have become
Flurries of confusion and
Shattered moments of tranquility.
I am searching for that
Quiescent land of eternal sunshine
Where shooting stars never burn out,
And the moon remains forever full.
Tomorrow I shall find my rainbow
Before a storm begins again,
And seize it within a net of gold
Bask in all of its glory until
The snow begins to fall again.
Claudia Krizay(schizoclaud)
or "I Think I Understand" by Joni Mitchell