Trapped in a corner, no place to turn around.
Looking for love, not what I found.
Stained with a broken heart,
Shamed by my pride.
Knowing all along, those sweet words were lies.
Truth was my enemy, Ignorance my song.
Trying desperately to just "go along."
Dancing the dance that never ends,
Smiling softly as I pretend.
Why is the damage done so great?
It should be over and gone, it's getting late.
The story is finished; the book has been closed.
Things are no longer, what I had once supposed.
Reality I can handle, but the memories don't fade.
Memories like stormy waters, which I must constantly wade.
Regret is my companion, my ever-faithful friend.
Who strives to stay with me, preventing any mend.
Somewhere along my broken path, things will turn around.
The memories that sharply sting me, will no longer be found.
I have faith and hope, searching for the light,
Knowing that somehow, everything will turn out just right.
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