Breakthrough

Walking down the street,

Suddenly there's water neck deep,

A pool that soothes the summer's heat,

Suddenly I'm falling asleep,

Torn from reality,

Torn from equality,

One disease caused another,

A disease like no other,

The cancer that fled through her body,

Made sure she was always in jeopardy,

The first I heard,

The schizophrenia occurred,

My life then changed,

And it only ranged,

From hallucinations to sleep,

It would only get more deep,

On the fifth of September,

Like heat blazing from an ember,

Her life was taken,

And then everyone thought I was faking,

The depression settled in,

The paranoia was about to begin,

The visage I saw,

Three men in the hall,

Their names became familiar to me,

Pescado, Branch, and Vincent makes three,

My safety line was attached,

The confessions then hatched,

My abuse took my mind,

Only to crack it from behind,

Heightening my senses,

Although I never made a consensus,

The terror I saw,

The feelings that craw,

Down my back,

Placed my mind in a sack,

Every night I lie down,

All I can do is slowly drown,

And even though I wake,

My nerves would always break,

I tried to tell my dad,

He just dismissed it as a fad,

So I kept it inside,

Within the hallucinations i would hide,

Then the one friend I thought I could trust,

Began to say my disorder is a must,

He used me,

Made me feel free,

And when I fell in love,

The medicine took everything above,

He heart my soul,

And I paid the ultimate toll,

My breakthroughs disappeared,

My mind felt speared,

The safety net I built,

Was destroyed as I spilt,

My memories out,

I thought it was my final bout,

But I was wrong,

I tried to be strong,

But the next breakthrough in my head,

Landed me in a hospital bed,

Twenty hours later I was released,

My fear hadn't ceased,

Thrown twenty feet into the air,

The sweat wetting my hair,

The music boomed in my ears,

The weed caused my eyes to bleed tears,

But that was not what killed my belief,

It was the terror that came over a chief,

My fist flew hard through the air,

My eyes blazed with fire in the air,

It was New Years Eve,

And I have never had a bigger reprieve,

The battle that tore my beliefs apart,

The battle that hit my father's heart,

I finally realized,

That my breakthroughs were over sized,

I have stopped looking to them for support,

Instead I have sought out someone by the airport,

His name is Henry Junior Dell,

And he has brought me back out of Hell,

I now have lost two friends,

But gained one that actually sends,

The care that I strived for,

The care that healed my sore,

I can feel my mother in him,

And I know this is not a sim,

For he is the reality,

My soul feels even more free,

And the breakthroughs that haunted me,

Now haunt the past of three...