A Handful of Words: An Anthology of Original Poetry

Home

I've got to go home, I've been so alone, you see.

Living on my lonesome was fun,

But now I’m sad, and quite frankly, I’m done,

With this crazy world,

That cannot make sense of me.

I long to see, my friends and family,

Acquaintances that I haven't  seen since eternity,

People who’ve loved me once,

And I did return that favour.

I want to go to my hometown,

Visit those places that turn my sulky frown

Into a grin,

And lighten my mood most days.

I’ve got to go home.