"As the Rain slowly begins to fall,
a young girl beats at the wall,
'let me out, set me free!, oh please, just please let me go!',
but their answer is forever and always a 'No.',
'You're much to young, you're much to frail,
so we'll instead just set you up, to watch you fail.'
They cut not once,
They cut not twice,
They cut three times,
as she pays the price.
The place she's at she's dubbed as hell,
for it's earned the title much to well,
Her screams, no one can hear,
as she repeatedly experiences her darkest fear,
Strapped to a table all she can do is naught but glower,
as the drill begins to lower,
Silently she suffers through the pain,
as her blood swiftly runs down the drain,
No more, No longer does she beat at the wall,
as the rain suddenly stops its fall."

At night when the moon's shimmering glow
takes the cold and fear of darkness away
when fireflies silently  guide the way for the losts
when mothers softly dandle their babies to sleep
then let yourself float
wrapped into a warm and sheltering bubble
into a world of impossible possibilties
yet tomorrow to conquer reality again
full of hope.