Behind closed doors
A lioness roars
Behind the facade
An angel’s ignored
Lack of sleep
Or bloodshot eyes
They’ll come a time
When even the truth tells lies
No friend nor foe
Can ignore your cries
Wipe up the tears
Step outside
Lift up your head
And walk with pride

This can’t be what’s really going on now
Taking it in, slick grin, mixed in with the same scowl

None of it matters,  
What’s done is done
I could’ve tried harder
I could have won

It’s time to save, or give away freely
It’s all insane, please stack it up neatly

I can be wrong, darlin’, I’m only one man
It’s borderline freezing
Come, take my hand

They swept you away, and let you down easy
To my dismay, repeating, exceeding  

Every single day I live, gives away it’s true meaning
Left alone in my bed, could be self defeating

I raise up from my bed, tell us what you’re feeling
I’m in need of aid, to begin the healing

All that is important,
Under the stitching and the seems,
Is a vast, solemn assortment, of runaway dreams

Dog snores in a dim lit room
His coat is shiny
Just got groomed
He wakes up from a noise downstairs
His curiosity peeked, leads to an inquisitive stare
He hulks up like a pit bull, with nothing to fear
While he’s softer than a teddy bear
His eyes are brown,
round, not square
Shifting himself into 2nd gear
A bark so loud, it fills the air
Danger, I sense danger,
Of that I’m well aware
Times like these are seldom
Times like these are rare
A little like a scare, in a dogs nightmare
Protecter of his masters care
And the noise downstairs
He likes his toys
He’s debonaire
My best friend, with room to spare
Intelligent, would describe him fair
With so much love to give and share
Not everyone can feel this way
Of this, I am gratefully aware

He was just a roaming man
With nowhere left to go
Turning down a winding road
Searching for his home
Staring at the lives of which
He will never know
Wondering how he ended up
So lost and all alone.

He hadn't had a sober day
Since the third day back in June
So lazy he couldn't pray to God
So he settled on the moon.

This man he had some big ideas
But he never set a goal
He waited too long to face his fears
The opportunities he’s blown

Some days are transparent
Others are cloudy filled with smog
This man, he never had a friend
Not even a dog

He just went through the motions
Alienating everybody within reach
Making mistake after mistake
He was one you couldn't reach

He wasn't very stupid
He wasn't very smart
It was clear that he was suffering
From a broken heart

No way to fight the pain and strife
Disappointments just a way of life
Which direction leads to change?
Running around in circles
Stuck inside a maze
Which I knew and I’ve been eluding to,
for years and not for days

Smothered in ambiguity, hidden in the leaves
Layers upon layers, peeled back to the seeds
Exposing new beginnings, an apple in the tree
Living off the fruits of labor
What more can one man need?