I miss those days

Why I do not belong, exposing my dark sides.

I miss the winter,
The heart of this ice queen,
Does not belong,
In a sun drowned place like this.

I miss those rainy days,
The mind of this pessimist,
Should not be tortured,
By happiness and joy.

I miss the night,
The grim secrets of this loner,
Should not be revealed,
By the light brought by dawn.