I lost a friend the other day
We "grew apart" as some might say
So close we were, so much we said
And now that bond is very dead
Together we used to walk the road
To empty all our heavy loads
My loads have never ceased to grow
Just like the seeds the farmers sow
But now I walk the road alone
And I as well have also grown
I'm not the one I used to be
When friends we were, I now can see
That it was important to drift away
For us to grow our separate ways
As you grew left, well, I grew right
All this without a hurt or fight
But now I feel the hurt inside
A hurt that I take pains to hide
From you, for I still love you lots
And often you take up my thoughts
For you, indeed, have grown quite well
Like trees in spring, where flowers dwell
I miss you much, and often crave
The friendship we so gladly gave
For we thought close we'd always stay
But as we grew, we moved away
And now we found we're far apart
Old friendships left, new ones we'll start

I hate hospitals
I love the work they do
But I still hate them
I only remember their ***** floors
And disgusting food
The nauseous feeling
And the lingering death
The tear-stained seats in the waiting rooms
The automatic doors to the ICU
I hate it all
And I have the utmost respect
For those who work there

I was born to be unnoticed
A shadow in the dark
A photo that never focused
Fire without the spark
I am the nameless one you saw
Who sat there, all alone
Unnoticed by the crowded hall
A phantom, never known
You don't know me, no one does
Invisible I'll stay
You don't know who I am or was
Please interfere- I beg

Outside the wind is howling death
A screaming gale of endless breath
Over the hill she comes and goes
What she is, but few may know
Inside her she is not so mean
As her outside makes her seem
Her soul is quite a peaceful one
Heard by few and friends of none

Inside I sleep in gentle peace
With dreams of gold that never cease
What I am, but few may know
For I only give what I want to show
Inside I am a screaming gale
A howling death of rain and hail
My soul is wrought with pain and fear
That none will know and few will hear

Other people wish for sun
For cloudless days filled with fun
I, instead, wish for rain
In hopes that it will take my pain
The rain, it seems, has magic powers
That transfer down in peaceful showers
It fills me up, I overflow
It sees I'm full and then it goes
Where it goes I do not know
But this I know: that it will show
Sometime when I am close to death
And in my pain it gives me breath