quarta-feira, 18 de maio de 2011

31 years ago...The day he's lost control


He’s lost control
What’s behind those eyes?
Like the sound of a glass thrown against the wall
Another family fights
And those eyes tell so many stories for an empty soul
Enjoyment is gone and you’re lost
A shadow fading out in the mist
The pain is intense but you’re still hanging there bouncing and twisting
Those young old eyes had too much beauty to see for life time
Blind folded you take a peek at reality
Just to find out you’re right all along
Nothing makes sense
Like the fear we have from not knowing ourselves
Just like all the made up monsters you want to be
And the concrete scenarios described throw your shouts
Oh, big piercing eyes!
No one but you
Amazing mind
Like a car on the wrong hand
Left shoe in the right foot
A blank canvas on a gallery
Awaking life smells like dreaming
Behind eyes
Clarity and darkness
Nobody was there
But you
Just like after a heavy drinking night
Facing it cowardly
Behind those eyes the thoughts
The saddest true and regrets of certain choices or paths taken
Not even you knew for sure
No one to argue with
In front of your very eyes
You.  

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