Winter's Solace

Cold sent shivers down his spine His soul aching to be complete Quenching his thirst with blood he calls wine Thuds of his heart on the street Just for tonight his mask no longer worn Winter sympathizing his state For he was pricked by a thorn A thorn that belonged to his dearest rose A rose he no longer held Mind wandering to the time he found solace In the arms of his rose he lays Her porcelain face still lingers in mind Flashing eyes in anger as he betrayed Eyes of eternity will never leave him His solitary ground no longer steadied him Forever wandering with no comfort With no hope, no tears left to dry Heavens above heard his cries Finally joining in sadness Wind blew sending shivers through him Surrendering he waits for winters solace