Lion says to elk,
"You've lived through another day".
Elk says to lion ,
"You're not who you used to be,
cuz your pride gets in the way".

Wolves howl at the night
It's a primal call to arms
An iPhone alert

Promised me the world
But then you took it by storm
Left me with the clouds.

Promises you made.
Maybe not written in stone.
But signed just the same.

Riots and protests
We protest the present day,
with chants from the past.

On the radio
A too friendly voice tells me,
I need hearing aids

My cat named Rascal
That was his name, plus his job
Bell on his collar,
to warn us of his mischief
Toilet papered the whole house.

Piercing the silence
The screams of a dying man,
chased by the reaper

I'd like to know
what you put into this love.
I always crave the taste.

We can't reconcile
You've put distance between us
Miles I cannot walk.

A look in my eyes
There's a reflection of you
You're a part of me.

Feeling rejected
Too stunned to even cry
My mouth parched and dry
Things that once were meaningful,
now matter not.
They are only clouds that hide the sun
A storm of doubt where once there was none.
I've experienced it second hand.
Looking on as some poor soul was it's victim.
Feeling some of their pain but it's nothing like first hand.
I fear tomorrow's anger.

I've known rejection
It bore deep into my heart
Left a nasty scar.

I'm out of favor.
Really don't know why or how.
Know rejection well.

Everywhere I turn
There's a reminder of you
Just a coffee mug,
is enough to trigger me
Like the scent of your cologne.

It's what I expect.
To be treated with respect.
Less I will reject.

You say "whatever".
Your answer to everything
Doesn't have the ring.

I am closed off
On the inside and outside
No road signs warning

The rules of romance
Listen up, I'm laying down
Needs , feelings, desires

Just where in the world,
does your pain and sadness go,
to find their solace?

Sadness claws and rips,
the fiber of my being,
inches from my soul.

Moping in my despair
Radio plays a sad song
I know every word.

We're in each other
Our love keeps us safe and sound
We don't touch the ground

Virtual salesmen
Knock on my virtual door
Still pains in the ***

Sanity is tricky
Just when things are looking up
Your mind stumbles down.

You say c'est la vie
I say que sera sera
Kids say "whatever".

Did my time in school.
Was not popular or cool.
Followed every rule

You're playing with fire
If you do jokingly play
With a woman scorned

Searching for pieces,
of a mind shattered by loss
The puzzle so real

Fall has fallen flat
Winter wear was woven wool
Summers sizzling.

It's always the same
We want summer's beach ball fun,
when winter is here
In summer's sweltering heat,
we want winter's cold wind chill

I once knew humor
"Funny one", was my label
Lost my sense of self.

My shadow scares me
It follows and mimics me
Always me, me,me

Shady businesses
Like the umbrella salesman
Cover their assets

I cower within
Shames the constant companion,
that just won't go home.

My old empty shell
I'm in search of a new one,
a new kind of hell.

I am like a shipwreck
Abandoned and left to time,
no one comes to claim.

Shyness overcome
With the kindness of just one,
willing to mentor

There's silence for days
Then we're painfully polite
Unkind words hurt less.

The silent treatment
It was given to me once
Silence speaks volumes.

I don't talk too much
Said all there is to say for this lifetime
Too many people talked for me
or over me . Not wanting to hear
my thoughts or hopes and dreams.
Not wanting to know the reason behind
my silence  Because it might reflect on them.

Since you've loved me
Mourning Dove has left my sill.
The Lark takes his place.

Shouldn't but I did.
Rummaged through your closet.
Found some skeletons.

Skin color should not matter.
It's a superficial thing.
I was taught you peel an orange
to get to the sweetest part.

Sleep is not my friend
Never around in bad times
A fair weather friend.

I sing to myself.
Heavy metal lullaby.
Sleep falls ******* me.

Sweet dreams and goodnight
Relax, don't put up a fight
Let go of your mind
Forget days and years gone by
Your future is big and bright.

There once lived a snail
Who hurried, to no avail
Slugs close on his tail.

I'd love to receive.
A nice letter addressed to me.
To savor a while.

Take me to "somewhere".
Heard it's the in place to be.
I've seen the billboards.