High And Dry

February 19, 2009
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Deceit is what you have always done best
And in the end my feelings again turn to regret

Regret that is such a loaded word
With so many causes, so many times unheard

Like my untold pain, the pain you didn’t know I had
Like my recent sorrows, and my stupidity to take you back

Like my distant conscience, that’s telling me to leave
That sweet, smart conscience that again I must mislead

But what is it that makes humdrum girls like me stay around
I guess your voice to me is like the ecstasy of sounds

It has some sort of pull on me; something that keeps me tied down
Something is making me stay; some reason inside me that can’t be found

But now, like always, there are tears streaming down my cold, anchored face
As I sit here praying, or more so begging, that I will find my saving grace

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