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My life is now dark & tastes so bland,
There’s no-one else here but me alone,
Oh how I wish I could just go home.

But my home is so very far away,
I feel like I don’t belong I am now a stray,
In the world that is so harsh & so vast,
A world that hides the ghosts of my past.

I try to find me way back but I am lost,
There is no-one around for me to trust,
Just me alone here with my fears,
I hear the silent screaming ringing in my ears.

This wasteland has now become my home,
Here I live isolated & very alone,
Each day I wake & search for a way out,
I want to scream, but no-one will hear as I shout.

So I wander aimlessly around & around,
Heart’s worn from trailing on the ground,
It lies behind me battered & bruised,
Lay in a daze & feeling quite confused.

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In The Wasteland

Contributed by pixie on Thursday, 23rd September 2004 @ 05:33:44 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I have found my way into the wasteland,
My life is now dark & tastes so bland,
There’s no-one else here but me alone,
Oh how I wish I could just go home.

But my home is so very far away,
I feel like I don’t belong I am now a stray,
In the world that is so harsh & so vast,
A world that hides the ghosts of my past.

I try to find me way back but I am lost,
There is no-one around for me to trust,
Just me alone here with my fears,
I hear the silent screaming ringing in my ears.

This wasteland has now become my home,
Here I live isolated & very alone,
Each day I wake & search for a way out,
I want to scream, but no-one will hear as I shout.

So I wander aimlessly around & around,
Heart’s worn from trailing on the ground,
It lies behind me battered & bruised,
Lay in a daze & feeling quite confused.

Copyright Â© pixie ... [ 2004-09-23 17:33:44]
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Re: In The Wasteland (User Rating: 1 )
by Flipped_out on Thursday, 23rd September 2004 @ 05:38:17 PM AEST
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This is so lovely...yet again pixie..I sometimes just want to give you a hug

and sometimes want to throw popcorn at you lol

Beautiful write ty

Kell x

Re: In The Wasteland (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Thursday, 23rd September 2004 @ 06:30:15 PM AEST
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This is the perfect discription of how loneliness makes you feel. I know I struggle with that a lot. Great write

Re: In The Wasteland (User Rating: 1 )
by liquidsunshine on Thursday, 23rd September 2004 @ 09:00:14 PM AEST
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I'm amazed that we don't communicate more than we do (or don't in this case) seeing as your poems always describe something I've felt, dealt with, or am feeling. It's almost eerie. Then again, I always find myself saying, "I love the way she put that. I could write about this feeling, but I'd never have thought to put it that way."
I love your poetry.

Lots of love and peace be with you,

Chelsea

Re: In The Wasteland (User Rating: 1 )
by BrandySwanson on Thursday, 23rd September 2004 @ 09:18:19 PM AEST
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oh pixie this was so lovely , so wonderfully written and so very sad all wraped in one. great job and thanks for sharing.

Brandy

Re: In The Wasteland (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Thursday, 23rd September 2004 @ 10:42:51 PM AEST
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loneliness just emanates from this poem, me thinks its time for a peppermint patty and a long hot bath, hope your feeling happier, hugs n' love nessa

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