Some days I dwell in the house of sadness
But not today

I will not step inside

Today I will stand on the porch and peek in through the window
I will acknowledge the occupants, but I will not ring the bell
I know that they are in there
Lonely, starving for attention
Wishing to be fed

But I will not feed them
I do not live here
today

Today I will stand on the sidewalk and look down the path
I can imagine the feeling inside
But it will not draw me in
To that familiar space
Where I can curl up safe and snug
I hear the walls sighing
Feel them aching for my return
An old friend come home to sit for a spell

It would be so easy

But I’m not coming home
Not today

Some days I dwell in that house
But today I will take a deep breath
And shuffle down the street
I might look back longingly as I walk away
But I will not turn around, I will not step inside the house of sadness

Not today

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The song for this one. Reminds me of my dad.