- Apr 24, 2017
- 470
- 240
- Country
- Australia
- Faith
- Deist
- Marital Status
- Single
- Politics
- AU-Labor
I hear a voice in my head, it is a small voice that is neither male nor female. Yes I've been diagnosed with schizophrenia, but that is only a label, a formality. I have had this small voice since I was a young child, talking to me like a friend, encouraging me, going on my loopy journey with me through a mad world. In the past when things became dark, the voice was still there, calling me out of my darkness.
If I was with God the voice was there, if I was against God the voice was there, the voice never left me for one minute, and even with the Anti-Psychotic medication the voice was still there.
If I was ever homeless the voice would steer me to a home, if I was ever jobless the voice would steer me to a job, if I was ever poor the voice would steer me to food, clothes and much much more.
When I was ever I was in danger the voice would take me far away to safety, and when I fell it would pick me up from the ground.
If I was with God the voice was there, if I was against God the voice was there, the voice never left me for one minute, and even with the Anti-Psychotic medication the voice was still there.
If I was ever homeless the voice would steer me to a home, if I was ever jobless the voice would steer me to a job, if I was ever poor the voice would steer me to food, clothes and much much more.
When I was ever I was in danger the voice would take me far away to safety, and when I fell it would pick me up from the ground.