In to deep to say goodbye….
Oh lord please help,
I need a little courage,little wisdom,little faith,
faith in myself to tell the difference,
I’ve been running down the wrong path,
banging on the wrong door,
Thinking I was right but no I’m wrong,
how can I have not seen for so long,
That night, the outside bar, she sat on a stool,
I remember no reflection in the pool,
How could I have not seen
the consequences that would mean?
Did I never care?
her reflection wasn’t there….
She looked at me
with hunger bright,
A victim caught within her light,
Entrapment it was there
and still I didn’t care….
I didn’t have the faith I needed
beauty…. one of her many a tool,
And with desire, I was so blinded
to no reflection in the pool….