"There are fragments of pain that we all hold within us, unable to let go of/accept/embrace. There are times of depression when we sit there and feel unloved and forsaken. There are tears that fall out of tremendous self-pity in times when we think no one gives a damn...
" the pain and grief in our hearts at this moment will serve to bring us closer to God. Our weakness is a reminder that we are not almighty beings, self-made women or isolated creatures.. Thanks Beautiful

Andrea, I'll be praying for you... there's really nothing i can say. I'm sorry.

It's a horrible dichotomy we live in. Always being blinded to one side of our lives at a time of that which is glaring in our faces... when we realise our state we cry either in pain or in "broken hallelujahs"

So, I got me some Horses,
to ride on,
to ride on.
They say that your demons,
can't go there.
So, I got me some horses,
to ride on,
to ride on,
as long as your army
keeps perfectly still.


Any maybe, I'll find me a sailor
a tailor
and maybe, together,
we'll make mother well.
So, I got me some Horses,
to ride on,
to ride on,
as long as your army,
keeps perfectly still.


You showed me the meadow
and Milkwood
and Silkwood.
And you would if I would
but you never would,
so I cansed down your posies.
your pansies in my hosies
then opened my hands
and they were empty then.


Off with Superfly,
sniffing a Sharpie pen,
honey, it's Bill and Ben.
Off with Superfly,
counting your bees.
Oh, me, honey, life
one two three.
The camera is rolling.
It's easy like
one
two
three.


And if there is a way to find you,
I will find you.
but will you find me if Neil
makes me a tree, an afro, a pharaoh.
I can't go.
You said so.
and threads that are golden
don't break easily.


So, I got me some Horses
to ride on,
to ride on,
they say that your demons
can't go there,
So, I got me some Horses,
to ride on,
to ride on,
as long as your army,
keeps perfectly still,
keeps perfectly still,
keeps perfectly still
~ Tori Amos