A beautiful girl
With little brown curls
And brown eyes filled with life

A beautiful girl
So small and petite
Of only seven years of age

A beautiful girl
That raises so many questions
And makes you feel sorry

A beautiful girl
Sitting alone
In a psych hospital

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Those eyes
Are what keeps me awake

Those eyes
Are what keeps me going

Those eyes
Are what makes me smile

Those eyes
Are what reminds me of good times

Those eyes
Are what reminds me of love

And I just sit here
Beside you quietly
Looking into those eyes
Because they are the only thing
Keeping me sane
In this psych hospital

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to the people
that want me
dead tonight,
what if your
words were
just enough
to push me over
my standing point?

Is that a child I hear?
Rumbling in my future, a-near?
Noisy, messy, restless,
tumbling down stacks of toys, and my hopes and dreams.
Is that the birthing poison traveling down my throat?
But stop! The child scraped a knee-
and so the cruelest thoughts of pregnancy slip behind me,
replaced by a maternal love that I bleed.
I bend down to kiss it, make it better;
with dire hopes that I succeed.
To hear the child’s laughter, to see his brilliant eyes light up like
New York city lights,
is enough of a thought to make me drink, willingly.
A mother remembers her child before anything else;
is it a curse, a poison,
or a beautiful part of pregnancy?

This is not mine by any means but I admire this band. This song very closely related to what I'm going through and how I feel. This is the song "I Need A Miracle" by Third Day.


Well, late one night, she started to cry and thought, "He ain't coming home"
She was tired of the lies, tired of the fight, but she didn't want to see him go
She fell on her knees and said, "I haven't prayed since I was young
But Lord above, I need a miracle"

Well no matter who you are and no matter what you've done
There will come a time when you can't make it on your own
And in your hour of desperation
Know you're not the only one
Prayin', "lord above, I need a miracle
I need a miracle"

He lost his job and all he had in the fall of '09
Now he feared the worst, that he would lose his children and his wife
So he drove down deep into the woods and thought he'd end it all
And prayed, "Lord above, I need a miracle"

Well no matter who you are and no matter what you've done
There will come a time when you can't make it on your own
And in your hour of desperation
Know you're not the only one
Prayin', "lord above, I need a miracle
I need a miracle"

La dda dda dda
La dda dda dda
La dda dda dda
Wooooooooah!
La dda dda dda
La dda dda dda
La dda dda dda
Wooooooooah!

He turned on the radio to hear a song for the last time
He didn't know what he was looking for, or even what he'd find
The song he heard gave him hope and strength to carry on
And on that night they found a miracle
They found a miracle

La dda dda dda
La dda dda dda
La dda dda dda
Wooooooooah!

And in your hour of desperation
Know you're not the only one
Prayin', "lord above, I need a miracle"

"Lord above, I need a miracle"

Electronic tears and pain
Via the telephone line
Depression and open wounds
Bleeding into a strangers listening ear
Pooling as it gathers
And drains into his brain
Telephonic transmission
Of a soul
That flies by wire
Just looking for another soul
To touch with

How can you medicate me
                     if you barely know me?