Sonnet 297.1 – Delusional Disorder


Sonnet 297.1


I’ll never dare to open any door

Whether in the day’s dawn or dusk of night

On a promise made so often before

That life can be fair with no cause for fright.

All windows are latched and every shade down

To barricade me from any who harm.

My senses assessing each shift of sound

And light and I’m ready to call alarm

On some intruding phantom of memory

Who slips into the fortress bearing my voice,

Whispering joys from some distant history

Of risking, succeeding and still having choice.

Ghosts of my past only serve to deceive.

I know what to think and what to believe.


Delusional Disorder

Persecutory Type

Multiple Episodes, Currently In Acute Episode

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