Tonight i missed something,
I missed the sensation of living
I missed myself as I was,
I missed everything that I had,
I missed something, indescribable.
Tonight I couldn’t sleep,
I couldn’t be next to my mind.
I couldn’t lie one last time…
I couldn’t verse what I would like.
I couldn’t have what is so desirable.
Tonight, I felt fear,
I felt cold,pain in some kind of lonely way…
I felt the warm hands of Disillusion,
Solitude’s sorrowful and wise face I also felt…
And them, I found tears…but weren’t them what I’ve been missing.