She became so quiet and withdrawn
Keeping to herself all the time
And she couldn’t eat nor sleep
She was an old version of herself
It was like something was after her
She began to hear voices in her head
And she suspected every close friend
She was an old version of herself
She woke up one night in the hostel
And she started breaking things in her room
Screaming around the corridor
She was an old version of herself
Morning came and she was no where to be found
Her roommates searched for her
Her parents became very worried
She was an old version of herself
She was found after a week in the bush
Looking haggard and dirty
Her eyes was swollen from tears
She was an old version of herself
It was then it dawn on her parents
She really needed help and fast
She was taken to a psychiatrist
It was then she was diagnosed with schizophrenia.
She was placed on drugs, highest dosage of it
She was given therapy too
She began to recuperate
She began to increase in weight
Life became clearer now for her
Old times are gone
She slept and ate
Smile returned to her face.
She is me
She is a warrior
This is my story
I am a survivor
Ummuhani Yusuf