I don't know what this one is.. it just came out of my fingers..

Tears glisten as they fall down her pretty face…
She wishes she knew more about the human race…
Trials, they pass and struggles, they linger,
She yearns for solace and holds out her finger.
“One more for the road,” she whispers in his ear.
His footsteps depart, never to be near.

Dazed and Confused

Waiting by the phone, she knows nothing will free her.

Any answer that will come will never appease her.

Sleep will come difficult and dreams nonexistent.

What she doesn’t know will be too persistent.

Filling her mind with everything around,

She falls in to bed and wishes to be found.

The Room

I have a T-E-R-R-I-B-L-E time keeping my room clean. It gets worse if I'm stressed or busy or just plain can't take it anymore... So... here was the worst it has ever gotten here and hopefully it won't get that bad again!!

Death

Death. It surrounds me, like silence in my head.

Death. It reminds me, what all is left unsaid.

Death. It can be dark and maybe even dreary.

Death. For some it is rather cheery.

Bennett's First Worm

Lisa asked me to write something HAPPY for these pictures.. hereeee we go!

Mommy took me out to play today
And what did I find?
Something wiggly and jiggly
And so very full slime!

I picked it up and stretched it
And looked it in the eye
I wasn’t quite sure
Which end I should try?

It made Nenna yelp
And sent shivers up her spine
But, with that little earthworm
I’ll spend so much time.

Struggling

An open shell, an empty hell, is all I am to me.
Singing songs of praise never seems to set me free.
I call out in need, looking to feed on all things good and gracious
And in return I hear the echo through my vast and empty spaces.
This void I fear will never be filled with love divine and true.
So, praying, I plead and mercy I need for each day to begin anew.

Who Knows?

Wanting more of something,
But feeling that it might be enough.
Figuring out what “that” is,
It is going to be tough.