Solace
On a dark night, in a shabby old bar
In the corner sat a lonely old man
Holding a sorrow lost inside his jar
Finding a new way, a new revised plan
To forge a new road, not knowing if he can
Remembering pleasures a long time past
As he sits quiet, staring at my star
Hoping for solace to come all so fast
A solitude teen sits looking afar
Wanting to leave but has not began
To forget the moment she made a scar
Burned as she turned and from him ran
A boy now cries, regretting to ban
Her smile, her touch, he only could cast
Into the black sky and into my star
Hoping for solace to come all so fast
A lot has been seen and heard by my star
Ranging from women to the most stubborn man
Who's worry they leave which were so near
To their hearts, which needed to quickly fan
They wanted to know that I think they can
Rid their souls of the mistakes that last
By looking up high and on to my quiet star
They wish for solace to come all so fast
I wish I could help but I'm only a man
Regrets unknowest from deep in my past
Crawl to my mind of all the times I ran
Sadly solace will not come at all fast
Copyright © Jordan Dickinson | Year Posted 2013
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