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.

Wondering how to deal.....

What do you do when a friend cares too much about something they don't quite understand?


So what am I to do, with no one to confide in… keep it all bottled up inside?
Love it, but I hate it just the same.
It wears on me like a rushing river on the hardest of rocks, but warms me like the hot shining sun. So, where do I turn and what bridges do I burn?
Do I let it all out and make my friends pout and others jump about?
Do I bury it alive and hope it dies somewhere deep inside?
I’m okay; I’ll be just fine, just leave me alone and bear in mind… things aren’t always as they appear.
So, take my hand and be my friend; have no fear… I’m always here.

How Old?

I was reminded today that no matter how old we are, we are still all ages up to our current age. While fixing a frozen pizza during a lazy Saturday afternoon, my roommate and I were puttering around the house: doing dishes, cleaning showers, straightening up the house and chatting. I had a lot I wanted to get done but knew that I wouldn't get hardly anything accomplished today, but, I would try. My pizza was done and I was finishing up some last minute dishes that I had hoarded in my room (oops). I grabbed some veggies from the fridge along with my pizza and headed out of the kitchen to my room. On the way out, I grabbed the last of the cardboard my pizza was packaged with and attempted to toss it in the trash. As I bent down to assure a 'hole in one' in the trash, a slice of my pizza went flying off my plate and into the living room, spreading pizza sauce and crust crumbs in its path. Disgusted, I hurriedly set down my plate and went for the pizza. The sauce did a number on our already stained carpet. As I was expressing my embarrassment and clumsiness, I snorted, " I thought I was done with this when I quit babysitting!" My roommate giggled and said, "No, we will always do stuff like that. You might be 23 but, you are still 22, 21, 20, 19, 18, 17..... " So, yes, for all those times when we react or act immature or slip and do something silly, it's still us. We are still all those ages. Guess we never grow up :). There's no wonder in my mind now while older people struggle the most.... They have more ages inside them struggling to get free. It's a silly thought, but it helped ease my embarrassment and see things a little differently. So thanks roomy! :)