Hell or High Water
If I walked back through the door
The prodigal daughter
Lost
Found
If they saw me again
Would they know me
Would I fill conversations
In pleasure or in pain
Would they gloat
Or envy
Time changes everything
It certainly changed me
Too many times fallen
With no words to describe
Too many times sealed
Deep within me
That I’m not even sure
Alcohol could tease out
Too many dreams and plans
That I’m following
Silently
Come hell or high water