Beyond My Blue Eyes

Driving around in your car,

the sun glowing so bright,

trees and fields so green and pretty,

quietly you whisper: "Nature as green as can get,
days full of joy and kindness,
all the times betrayed has been forgotten,
at least for the day,
A cold comfortable breeze coming through the
window of my car,
Can life get any better then it is right now?"


At that time life can't get any better,

the few hours, minutes and seconds

you have that feeling it can't be better,

until you get out of the car,

walk into your house and enter your room,

and back you are,


"My room full of dark memories,
in this room I have fallen many times,
I feel so close to this room,
Although it is filled so much pain,
a morbid love for this pain,
well, as morbid as it might seem,
It seems to help."



Poetry by Alexander
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Written on 2006-03-19 at 14:47

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Teala
Don't you hate it when reality hits and everything is dull and nothing special?? I have been there sooo many times.
2006-04-10


Zoya Zaidi
Take more drives in your car Alex darling, it seems to do you better; Clean your room up a bit: put some new paintings on the wall, throw out that old newspaper rack, change the carpet to a more colourful one, have new curtains may be? and you will feel better about re-entering your room...just a few tips, dear!

(((((((Hugs for those pleasent memories)))

Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-03-20