Purpose: to raise awareness of the struggles people endeavour everyday when faced with schizophrenia.

his. He's watching now, everything I do he knows about, I can keep nothing from him he sees what I see. I can feel him at the back of my mind, trying to set himself free. But I won't let him, he can't succeed, I won't be put in his place. He thinks this is his mind, his body, he thinks he is the only one. I know what he wants, he wants control, I have control but I don't know how long I can hold on. My family don't understand me any more, they think I'm dangerous, if only they knew the torture I go through every day. Even now he's pushing at the back of my mind, trying to take over. The worst part of my predicament is that I can't let anyone find out about this, nobody must find out about the truth. The truth would end it all and he knows, he's trapped at the back of mind and he want too do the same to me. He has my name, he even has control of my subconscious, I have to think twice about everything I may do for fear of revealing the truth, I can't let him, and I wont. I don't want to be trapped like him, forced to see what he sees, forced to do what he does and unable to make my own choices. Why did I have to be born like this, it's his fault I'm this way, if only he would give up.The day draws near I cant hold on much longer, I fear that soon he will take over and force me into the cell that's the back of my mind. For fear of this upcoming day I decided to take certain steps, the sleepless nights, the constant headaches and struggle every day. I now find it hard to hold on; holding the knife to my throat has been the hardest thing of all. I decided this almost from the start; I would never let him succeed, if I were to go he was too. Here I am now shaking, my hand wobbling as the blade touches my throat. I tense for the final motion, the one that will set me free but all I see is black.Here I am in my cell, no control and no freedom. He made piece with his family now; the wife and kids accepted him back. Why would he not let me die, I want to die, I want to die, for anything is better than this. He goes to sessions now, they no the truth and their helping him get rid of me. Each session he gains more control and locks me away even more, but he will never be rid of me for I am part of him and one day I will be free again.