Going home A surefire Way to go It's been too much And I can't unload Going down A lonely road I've lost all hope And I'm going home ©Schizology

Schizology

Question Maybe it's bullshit Maybe it's a lie But whatever it is It's been worth the time If it isn't forever And the end is in sight Kill me before then Because it's too good to fight This is one of my oldest poems Going back thirty years maybe ©Schizology

Schizology

White "Are You Well?" Well, I'm a bit bored And I did try to write. I'm a little tired, But I can't at night. Well, I am lazy But I still rushed today. I am not home And I am hesitant to pay. I forgot the snack That I kept in the closet of my room. Well, I'm the flower that withers Not the one to bloom. And it's been weeks To remember how well I eat, The music I play with love, I have lost that familiar beat. It's too soon to say These people, how well I know, If they have two universal sides, What they are and what they show. Well, guess I am not so well I just want to return to my place, Where cured all the worries, All the hardships and the pain I face. ©Anagha Ukaskar

Anagha Ukaskar

White "Are You Well?" Well, I'm a bit bored And I did try to write. I'm a little tired, But I can't at night. Well, I am lazy But I still rushed today. I'm not home And I am hesitant to pay. I forgot the snack That I kept in the closet of my room. Well, I'm the flower that withers Not the one to bloom. And it's been weeks To remember how well I eat, The music I play with love, I have lost that familiar beat. It's too soon to say This people, how well I know, If they have two universal sides, What they are and what they show. Well, guess I'm not so well I just want to return to my place, Where cured all the worries, All the hardships and the pain I face. ©Anagha Ukaskar

Anagha Ukaskar

Going home A surefire Way to go It's been too much And I can't unload Going down A lonely road I've lost all hope And I'm going home ©Schizology

Schizology

Question Maybe it's bullshit Maybe it's a lie But whatever it is It's been worth the time If it isn't forever And the end is in sight Kill me before then Because it's too good to fight This is one of my oldest poems Going back thirty years maybe ©Schizology

Schizology

White "Are You Well?" Well, I'm a bit bored And I did try to write. I'm a little tired, But I can't at night. Well, I am lazy But I still rushed today. I am not home And I am hesitant to pay. I forgot the snack That I kept in the closet of my room. Well, I'm the flower that withers Not the one to bloom. And it's been weeks To remember how well I eat, The music I play with love, I have lost that familiar beat. It's too soon to say These people, how well I know, If they have two universal sides, What they are and what they show. Well, guess I am not so well I just want to return to my place, Where cured all the worries, All the hardships and the pain I face. ©Anagha Ukaskar

Anagha Ukaskar

White "Are You Well?" Well, I'm a bit bored And I did try to write. I'm a little tired, But I can't at night. Well, I am lazy But I still rushed today. I'm not home And I am hesitant to pay. I forgot the snack That I kept in the closet of my room. Well, I'm the flower that withers Not the one to bloom. And it's been weeks To remember how well I eat, The music I play with love, I have lost that familiar beat. It's too soon to say This people, how well I know, If they have two universal sides, What they are and what they show. Well, guess I'm not so well I just want to return to my place, Where cured all the worries, All the hardships and the pain I face. ©Anagha Ukaskar

Anagha Ukaskar