nostalgia in my veins

in another world i thouht i had been
in a silent dream which was meant to be
shredded...
in another life that was co existant
i never knew i would be
alive breathing and embedded...

a phase without your presence
the days without your touch
a life never meant to be lived
exempted of its essence..

i could break down any time
for friends and enimies am just fine
them can i decieve in threads
of disguise i weave...

a pang of insanity yhat kills my mind
in the kind of an eclipse
my pain gets blind...

and i crawl on the floor
where once you walked
and lean on the door
where you once knocked..

and i hold ur picture and see you smile at me
in my arms you wer .. in my soul you l be...

and i take your memories
to a sleep dead deep
and a handfull of pills
to keep us asleep

and i fall down in the
valley of thoughts..
with my dead mind
the reality seems to rot

and i get a rush of blood in my brain
and here comes the wave of nostalgia in my veins...