Solitudes of the Lonely

Solitudes of the lonely remind me
How the fortress of my past reveals the dawn to be
Restless time layed upon the crossroads of my heart
Where wounded love sews the scars of passion
And memories safeguard one's kiss of redemption
From which my weeping world is torn apart

Solitudes of the lonely tempt me
In ways that transcend boundaries of decency
Scavengers of the soulfree stalk my every move
When faced with adversity, I seek to dissaprouve
Forgotten regrets breeze on through a sinful cloud
As I preserve the dignity for which I stand proud

Solitudes of the lonely soothe me
For tomorrow holds no reserves on serenity
Forever lurking through shadows of the unknown
Lay promises sworn never to be outgrown
Meanings sought for as honest and wise
That result in one's inevitable demise

Solitudes of the lonely caress me
To the limits of absolute ecstasy
Betraying the coming of one with silence
And awakening the pleasures I long to sense
An experience of proportions so immense
I lose control over centuries of innocence

Solitudes of the lonely torture me
As I await the day I will be set free
Life begs me to cast aside a world of sorrow
That continues to embrace my only tomorrow
A shelter that confines my future to be
For solitudes of the lonely have become me