The Barren Waste Poem by Kampanje Aubrey

The Barren Waste



Drifting on the river in my ocean of dreams
Telling myself it's not as rough, rough as it seems
Ride the azure waves in the footprints of dawn
Trying to find some woman who has never been born

Who tie you so cold and strand you on my heart
Whose world is anything but without the sun
Every day's an uphill war, a glimpse backwards
A horrid past, collaspe the veins of my sullen heart

On the flight to nothingness with wild dreams
Never known where I would come down, who I would be
Like distance I keep going to reach a goal
Marching on, and marching on, and
marching on

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