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Array ( [sid] => 144435 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Trying To get Lost [time] => 2008-08-08 02:21:53 [hometext] => I wrote this a while ago but stumbled across it yesterday and wondered what people thought about the structure. [bodytext] => No passengers, nowhere to go
But I can’t go home, not yet
I find a road I’ve never taken
And see where I can take it
I can’t see where I’m going
Cause the sun has long since set

The music blares to block the thoughts
Of dreams I know I can’t make real
In the most clichéd way possible
I have to get away
I don’t know where I am
With just two more turns of the wheel

I get lost just to see if I can find my way home
Honestly, I hope I can’t

The cigarette burns the air
The burning fills my throat
I fight hard the tears
In the cool night air
As I hear the greatest band
Play the greatest song they ever wrote

The silly, trivial problems
Of a silly emotional teen
Somehow seem huge and painful
Seem too overwhelming to face
I think of things I said I wouldn’t
Think of saying things that I don’t mean

I wonder if everybody feels this way
Nobody should feel this way

Slowly I gain my bearing
Begin to make my trip back
Finding a road to follow helps
Push aside the thoughts, if briefly
Stupidly, I light another cigarette
And finish another pack

As I finally find familiar ground
As if I ever did really escape
I decide there’s nothing to decide
There’re no answers to be found
The only solace is to get this out
And force these thoughts into shape

Here now, is my pain on paper
I wish it would have helped

Another trip on another day
If I’m lucky, I’ll never find my way back
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Trying To get Lost

Contributed by ftmfan on Friday, 8th August 2008 @ 02:21:53 AM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems



No passengers, nowhere to go
But I can’t go home, not yet
I find a road I’ve never taken
And see where I can take it
I can’t see where I’m going
Cause the sun has long since set

The music blares to block the thoughts
Of dreams I know I can’t make real
In the most clichéd way possible
I have to get away
I don’t know where I am
With just two more turns of the wheel

I get lost just to see if I can find my way home
Honestly, I hope I can’t

The cigarette burns the air
The burning fills my throat
I fight hard the tears
In the cool night air
As I hear the greatest band
Play the greatest song they ever wrote

The silly, trivial problems
Of a silly emotional teen
Somehow seem huge and painful
Seem too overwhelming to face
I think of things I said I wouldn’t
Think of saying things that I don’t mean

I wonder if everybody feels this way
Nobody should feel this way

Slowly I gain my bearing
Begin to make my trip back
Finding a road to follow helps
Push aside the thoughts, if briefly
Stupidly, I light another cigarette
And finish another pack

As I finally find familiar ground
As if I ever did really escape
I decide there’s nothing to decide
There’re no answers to be found
The only solace is to get this out
And force these thoughts into shape

Here now, is my pain on paper
I wish it would have helped

Another trip on another day
If I’m lucky, I’ll never find my way back




Copyright © ftmfan ... [ 2008-08-08 02:21:53]
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Re: Trying To get Lost (User Rating: 1 )
by eeeitak on Friday, 8th August 2008 @ 08:57:11 AM AEST
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Well this is incredible, really sad but I love it!




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