I'm not sure you understand
Just exactly how I work
I'm not normal
But then, who is?
So let's put formality aside
Have at me, uncertified surgeon!
Let your knives peel back my skin!
Use your blades to cut the organs
So you'll see the stuff within
In my heart is the place where I keep the love
Protected from fiends who like vultures above
Wouldst dare to steal my sacred store
That will deplete forevermore
My liver is a strange one, and yet
You'd know what goes inside, I'd bet
Therein lies all the things I hate
Filtered from life and made to wait
Inside the liver, oh so dense
To keep the hate from the present tense
To keep it all just locked away
So I can try to be okay
Then in my lungs is icy air
That I breathed in, frozen, from your cold stare
I thought you were jesting your eyes must be wrong
But it turns out you meant it like that one Beatles' song
Because I truly did not realize
As I gazed deep into your eyes
Into the soul that just days before
You swore was mine, threw open doors
Your eyes this time would shut me out
What was this alienation about?
But I guess you just snapped and all loving stopped
You were still sane, but your toleration popped
Which is totally fine and I have no problem knowing
That these fractures and breaks had slowly been growing
But I thought if we tended the garden of love
And forgot all the issues I alluded above
That we'd be fine and could just carrry on
And though I still believed that you went and you're gone
So again, I say unto you, uncertified surgeon!
Cut deep into me and pull out my soul
My heart's been ripped out, why not seal the deal
*Tear out my soul with a smile and a flick
And stitch me back up with the thread of past wrongs
That each day I might look down and see
That what was done was done by me

It does get better.
I used to never believe those words,
because they were just words
and there was no action backing them up.

It does get better.
After months and months
of the world crashing on my shoulders,
I learned how to carrry it.

It does get better
Even though the world can be
so dark and cold sometimes,
there is light somewhere.

It does get better
The light starts inside you,
and once you find it,
you can move on and spread your light.

Everyone who is suffering,
just remember your light inside,
and remember that,
It does get better

rest bite  said the rain we will stop today
the sun he can  come out and have is little play
will be back tomorrow faster than before
making life a misery and flooding out once more
nothing there to stop me defences getting thin
there simply not enough to stop me getting in
i will carrry on raining everyday
and if you want to stop me you must find away

Despair is a weary thing
Carrry it on a rope

Drag you down, drag you down
Take away all hope

I walk the plague-filled land
With a mask I walk and cope

Still my silence prayer
Still Francis is my Pope

                            Gandalf!