It's times like now when I can see nothing

I look in the mirror, something truly haunting

Like extras in movies, a movie called Life

I sometimes think Death will come holding a Scythe

Lost in my world, a world of confusion

Can't tell a depression from manic intrusion

I'm stuck in a limbo, a grave of cracked glass

A sad silent tomb, hide my somber past

A life without dogs is a second one gone

The first was to find my shoulder to lean on

Though young I may be my soul lenses are old

If someone afar could relate I'd be sold

Now fading away like a ghost in the light

Hope for your sake that you sleep well tonight