It's just a feeling of no reach now;
While once I used to wait
- waiting for nothing at all.

I'm left cold and enclosed. But a fear has spread.
Afraid of a touch, afraid of a move.
Like nothing ever was. The twin is gone. Collapsing is all we found out and I stay silent.
As the brother will come back - but never be present.

A scratch for a scratch
A kiss for a hand
A dream for a tomb.

A betrayal of mind.