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Paranoid

He saw the writing on the wall
The writing stained in blame
The writing that was meant for him
The writing in the frame
He saw it and believed it spelt
Out words that were for him
Incitement by a poisoned pen
His rational worn slim

He heard the whisper silently
The whisper that accused
The whisper that was meant for him
The whisper so confused
He heard it and believed it said
Such things all meant for him
Provoked by chat behind his back
His sanity now dim

He pondered on his thoughts and thus
Believed conspiracy
And musings that would get him think
That everything meant “me”
His mind; the seat of torment that
Still persecuted him
With false beliefs that drove him to
The edge just off the brim

His truth just so subjective with
No reason and no rhyme
Yet to him, no other version could
Unravel thoughts through time
Subscribing to suspicions and
Distrust and fear deployed
Enchained by mind’s delusions and
Enslaved so paranoid

 

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