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Solace

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Nordhorn, Germany

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cage

by

Solace

a cage
made of lies
surrounds me

canīt find the key
to unlock the door

the cruel lies
íīve told
hold me down

keep me in

this coffin of myself


space void of air

by

Solace

Iīm entering
A space void of air
Answering the question
If anyone was there

Tryinī to follow the trace
Looming on the ground
In the coldness of dead space
Hoping to be found

Darkness makes me blind
Iīm groping for the path
That you left behind

Severe wind throws me back
Depresses my wounded core
All my hopes begin to crack
To detect what I am seekinī for

Iīm fumbling for an evidence
That it didnīt lead me abstray
My wretched and slight life depends
On finding you someday

Desert

by

Solace

I walk through the gate
That keeps in this desert of myself

A fulgent oasis leads me out of space
Where my coreīs withering to nemisis

I try to come out
_Out of this

Falls of senses float out
Soaked by the needs of mine
Tryinī to wash away the fault
Tryinī to undo the time

No shadows anymore
Of clouds promissing salvation
To feed my thirsty soul

But torn away
Left in unbearable temptation
To give up my sole goal

Exiting this burning jale
I overcome the border
Startinī to forget this hell

A vision of hope
Saturates my hungry soul
Lets me breath
My essential well

Itīs funny

by

Solace

Itīs funny

I said:
Iīll disappoint you

You said:
You wonīt

I said:
I disappoint everyone

You said:
You cannot disappoint me

Now, see...
You were wrong
and I was right

Iīm always right

And this isnīt funny?

Reflection

by

Solace

Yesterday I saw a woman
Looking at herself in the mirror.

Distortet.
Reversed.
Colourless.
Transparent.
Dead.

She turned
And said:

What an ugly mirror.

Tell me

by

Solace

Tell me thereīs something
to live for.

Open my eyes
for things
I was blind for.

Show me a world
I never knew.

Form my senses
for feelings
I thought died.

Let me hear
voices I forgot.

Change my mind.
Turn my thoughts.
Warm my heart.

Tell me thereīs something
to die for.

awake

by

Solace

When I awake

I may feel

My breath
My warmth
And my heart
Someday

I may see the leaves falling down
And the clouds drifting away
Someday

I may hear the wind blowing
Through the branches
And the rain kissing
My window
Someday

I hope to awake like this
Someday

Or die this way

awake

by

Solace

When I awake

I may feel

My breath
My warmth
And my heart
Someday

I may see the leaves falling down
And the clouds drifting away
Someday

I may hear the wind blowing
Through the branches
And the rain kissing
My window
Someday

I hope to awake like this
Someday

Or die this way

awake

by

Solace

When I awake

I may feel

My breath
My warmth
And my heart
Someday

I may see the leaves falling down
And the clouds drifting away
Someday

I may hear the wind blowing
Through the branches
And the rain kissing
My window
Someday

I hope to awake like this
Someday

Or die this way

awake

by

Solace

When I awake

I may feel

My breath
My warmth
And my heart
Someday

I may see the leaves falling down
And the clouds drifting away
Someday

I may hear the wind blowing
Through the branches
And the rain kissing
My window
Someday

I hope to awake like this
Someday

Or die this way