When I close my eyes
When I close my eyes,
I still feel you near,
When I close my eyes,
it's your voice I hear.
Throughout the day I think of you,
about small, futile things,
And when my mind wonders off,
my heart shortly sings.
Only to be silenced soon,
by a harsh and cruel head,
that points out painfully,
the thing I've been trying to forget.
But forgetting it, won't change reality,
the life that we shared is no more,
I have to pick up the pieces,
nothing will be like before.
I still feel you near,
When I close my eyes,
it's your voice I hear.
Throughout the day I think of you,
about small, futile things,
And when my mind wonders off,
my heart shortly sings.
Only to be silenced soon,
by a harsh and cruel head,
that points out painfully,
the thing I've been trying to forget.
But forgetting it, won't change reality,
the life that we shared is no more,
I have to pick up the pieces,
nothing will be like before.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Augustijntje: | Zaterdag, februari 04, 2006 19:15 |
| know how you feel well-written! x! |
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| Dirk Hermans: | Zaterdag, februari 04, 2006 18:38 |
| gevoelig beschreven mooi verwoordt groetjes Dirk |
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| Auteur: Karen Verhaegen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 04 februari 2006 | ||
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