Seekers of Solace

[TJ]

Tears streaming down a cold, numb face
Sadness not felt at what could have been
Echoes of the master's voice bouncing off the cave
A silent voice that caresses like a whisper
Against wetness on a numb face

Picking up the spoon, it's time to heed his call
Knowing not where this will lead
The soft voice is heard without speaking
This is another dead end

Broken promises never spoken
Sobs risin, souls chokin
Vampires of the night
Restless demons cry tears and blood

Sweet empty lullabies
Creatures of the waking dead
Seek solace in his cold embrace
Silently he bids, answer his call
Tears and broken promises like rotted lace fall

Off with the wind's shallow whim
Glistening dewdrops on cold concrete
Whisked away with the wind once again
Are seekers of solance from the master of grim

 

[blahblahblah]

I like it... gritty, dark, and truth

 

[Rollingrrl]

don't we all seek a little solace now and again? but not all are aware of the true nature of it. you are. awesome piece.

 

[cherub]

TJ, i have always liked your work this one shows that raw emotion of life ,,, i loved it,,,, your work seems to grow and grow.