Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts

Coming home, avast in psychopathy
Vague concepts, existence is a lie
Listlessly wandering in the void
We have lost our way, in life
For life, is a false concept,
Lies, all lies, existence nonexistent

Shades of sanity, fade into obvious rejections
Blank faced, staring into a dark spaces
I think I know the truth, finally
An incandescent reality, an illusion
Blood pours from our ignorance
This dream must end soon, I’m coming home

My mind is in pain
Reality faded, distorted seclusion
When will this absence end?
I don’t want to be
I DON’T WANT TO BE!
I’m coming home soon!