No Escape From Time

By |March 26th, 2015|

New song soon to be released, Butterfly. For a new avenue in schizophrenia anti-stigma awareness myself and my old university friend Andrew Cullen who is 28 and I have formed a new band called, Sonic-Chaos.

UPDATE- No Escape From Time be released at […]

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Fox News

By |March 18th, 2015|

It is the channel of
Manchurian candidates.
The age of unenlightenment:
materialism, bigotry, and
ignorance whip up
a frenzy of “faux”

Fox news is a cat o’nine tails
controlled by an elite who make
their careers out of
“war talk” for the
Republican party

Presenters have used the
word “jigaboo”, […]

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Out of Order Comes Chaos

By |February 28th, 2015|

David Holloway & Stephen Hoper

David Holloway (c)

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The Speeders

By |February 26th, 2015|

The speeders never slow down
They go two million miles a minute
And never, ever shuts up!

The speeders are constantly running their mouths,
Letting their voices be heard.
And I know who the speeders are:
Schizophrenia and his brother,
Schizo-affective Disorder
Yes, these brothers are the speeders
Because […]

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On the Highway to Hell

By |February 26th, 2015|

Welcome to hell, all highways lead there in this place, there is no sanctuary! Everywhere is hell here. The highway, the rest stops and the destination, I seek for solace in the woods and in the city, with friends and […]

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Age Of Unenlightenment

By |February 21st, 2015|

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The Halo and the Horn

By |February 13th, 2015|

Schizophrenia is not the devil.
We can be demonic. It is not Godly.
We can be divine. We are the halfway
symbol of humanity. Represented in
folklore by images of religion:
signs of the Halo and
the Horn.

By: David Holloway

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Beautiful Shores

By |February 2nd, 2015|

Fly kites along the shore
amid rocks and the salty air
picnic under the blinking stars
relax by a sycamore tree and
stand with friends though they stand
no more
I am the
maiden of my imagination

dive a thousand leagues
beneath the waves
and dine at eventide
by the […]

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The Dead of Winter

By |January 22nd, 2015|

How can this be?
who is to blame?
A human who suffers
Is never the same.

They’re dumped from the hospital
and shelters and warmth,
to wander the streets
in clothes tattered and torn.

So many pass by
closing eyes to the truth
they don’t want to help
They haven’t a […]

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The Raven and the Rainbow

By |January 21st, 2015|

Trees didn’t hide the massive blackbird
The words couldn’t hide her chosen star
The sky fell upon me, a new world has begun
I wonder about space, or a distant sun.

All these reasons people think I’m deadly
when “they” could never erase my mind
Thorazine […]

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The Liberal Left

By |January 19th, 2015|

In the diary room Katy Hopkins nominates Nadia
Sawalha on day 12 to be evicted, for coming from the liberal
left because
she is annoying and she has sided with
or appeased a nobhead like Perez, the celebrity

Her antics in the Big Brother […]

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A War

By |December 21st, 2014|

A war inside my head is taking place
I wish for peace, but it’s like never-ending chase
There’s nothing I can do, makes me feeling blue
Don’t know what is the reason to live like this
I’d throw myself, everything that resembles me to […]

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He Suffered More

By |December 21st, 2014|

He has suffered more:
He has carried the pain—unbearable throughout his body

He has suffered more:
Rejection from Judah and priests: everybody

He has suffered more:
His disciples ran, was by Peter disowned

He has suffered more:
Broken body, the crown of thorn…

He has suffered more:
Nails holding […]

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Dear Life

By |December 1st, 2014|

Oh how these vapid years
Have passed by,
Drawn out and dragging with them
The haunted remnants of my psyche,
And as their cold, blistering wake
Cuts through me
I am left unfeeling, unnerved
And at your door,
For in your absence I have floundered
In these icy depths
And […]

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