Time Of Solace
Wasted hours holding on to hope Thoughts coming down to just one. Damaged beyond repair Embracing chaos or reluctantly watching it from far Seems not to fix despair. Chances are this is ending or this has ended. So hard to walk away from what you need. Tantalus ordeal-like situation. I don’t need more time like this. Time of Solace. Solace, solace… I yearn Time of release and relief I yearn… Following the same path that’s tiring to tread. I am afraid of letting go. And finding the ruin of me Descending into the pit of deception I refuse to see. Walking wounded with scabbed knees Solace would you grant me. Dreaming of a love lost and gone I don’t need more time like this. 2:47 am January 4th, 2011