Behind Closed Doors
The middle sea of life, with its trouble and strife
Can sometimes be too much to bare.
The loneliness of constantly running,
On a road that never seems to be there.
When all around you keep saying its fine,
But nobody understands or cares
When you close that door behind you
Reality is a constant glare.
Your friends they pretend to know you
And tell you that all will be fine
But little do they know, when you close you own door,
What demons are wandering inside?
Hopeless and lost, in a world of Jack Frost
The mind is a dangerous thing,
When you walk the white line, so thin and so fine
Never knowing when you might just fall.
If danger is lurking, be brave and be strong
You must ask for Divine Intervention.
But there's no guarantee, the truth you will see
If that be your honest intention.
Here's a message to all who may stumble or fall
Seek help or some kind deflection
For the dawn of tomorrow you might never see
Leaving loved ones, with the saddest reflection.
Written by Maurice Lennon
15th February 2006
For Mary, Glen & Andrew