Hiraeth

Fata morgana brings me here The sand and the tears blended so gently I'm a visualist for myself Saccharine brings me here The bitter and water mixed perfectly I'm a chef for my life I hear sound of silence I see visual of darkness I hear sound of silence I see visual of darkness I'm lost in emptiness I can't write, I can't read I'm lost in emptiness I can't write, I can't read Maybe I never had it at all? Maybe I never had it at all? Maybe I never had it at all? Maybe I never had it at all? Maybe I never had it at all? Maybe I never had it at all? Maybe I never had it at all? Maybe I never had it at all? Maybe I never had it at all? Maybe I never had it at all? Maybe I never had it at all? Maybe I never had it at all?