Find Your Way

It was symbolic for me the washing away of that energy
It burned in my veins, burned in my brain
Hurt so bad made me want to cry… just wanted to shrivel up and die.
So I drank the tears away… drank so hard it might have diluted the blood in my veins.
What I really wanted to dilute though, was your presence.

I swear I was going insane
Flipped a switch and decided
Because I didn’t want to feel any pain
I’d cover it over with some alcohol-induced rage
And in the midst of insanity… somehow bursts of clarity shone like a beacon of light on the darkest night.

I saw the situation for what it was
A bad choice that I had to put away
No sense hanging on to somebody whose agenda was to play games
So I got up broken and bruised (more heart and ego than anything else)
And scrubbed that away..washing those feelings down the drain

Broken heart and damaged pride, depression and salt in my eye
But I’m still in one piece
I guess I’ll live to fight another day
And hope and pray that you can find your way.