Monday, June 14, 2010

Myrtle Beach Vacation, Part One

It is 3:35 am. I am completely numb to feelings and emotions right now as they do not exist in this ungodly hour, though if I were to pinpoint one that I probably would be feeling right now it would be unmitigated disdain for this terrible time. As I lay here, the rest of the household sleeps. I woke up early to shower and get ready because everyone one else said they would wake up around 4 am. I didn't feel like fighting for a shower, so I jumped the gun on this one. I hate long roadtrips where I sit in the back seat for nine hours, hating life. Knowing that is what is looming in the near future only adds to the resentment. I've never understood the concept of getting up so early to get on the road. I know it is to reach your destination at a decent hour, thus beginning your vacation and optimum relaxation time.... but seriously. I for one want to collapse on a bed when I get out of that despicable van. I have no desire to eat or sightsee. THAT can begin tomorrow. Whatever. I've learned not to argue. I've accepted my fate. And besides, if it makes the parents happy I'll be cool.
My next coherent thought won't be for hours as I will try the uncomfortable effort of sleeping in the godforsaken van. That will go over really well I'm sure. :o/
Why couldn't Myrtle Beach be closer???

Monday, June 7, 2010

The reasons why you are suffering (a poem)

Tired, past the twilight
you're sailing into the murky night.
It's going to be another shouting match
Another bloodbath.
You're going to claw for each other's eyes,
both being accused of lies.
Unrelenting, unwilling to let go
and sail into a world you don't know.
you fight against the swirl of emotion. 
Only one has any devotion,
and one is making ends meet to try and keep it right
but you're only going to end up in another fight.
Never ending circle could end by your hand
but you're too busy trying to be a friend.
You are trapped in that cage,
and you can't find your stage.
You belong to yourself
but your balls are on her shelf .
You pray for release
so you can do as you please 
but you can't find your way
so you begin to sway
and fall down,
dirt and ground,
making the same mistake,
always give and never take.
You may never learn
and she'll make you squirm
and crush you with regret when it's your turn.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Dreams of you and I, someday....


Suddenly sleep has overcome
and I am drifting away
sailing down night's rocky shore
dreams of you and I, someday
Kiss me once
Love me twice
Hold me close
and never say goodbye

I wish it would fade into nothingness
sail into the deep
All of the creeping, dangerous
words that come with sleep
I almost don't want to wake up
so I won't have to face the light
Won't have to deal with the consequence 
of wanting to hold you so tight
Push past the thorns and the briars of
confusion and misery's rose
Making a break 
don't want to wake up
fearing the flood as it goes
When shall we ever be free
When shall we sit 'neath the stars
When shall we share our words in the open
revealing our bruises and scars
So long since I could even cry
so long since I've seen you smile
I hate to say the word, goodbye
It's been for too long a while
Concealing myself
My heart's on the shelf
My mind is  sheer poetry
My eyes are yours 
wanting tears and sore
You are all I can see
Suddenly sleep has overcome
and I am drifting away
sailing down night's rocky shore
dreams of you and I, someday
Kiss me once
Love me twice
Hold me close
and never say goodbye





Friday, May 21, 2010

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!

RAINRAINRAINRAINRAINRAIN.... UGH! No more rain GOD! Please. Give it a rest. It sounds great and it's fine when I'm not in it. Unfortunately, half my life is spent in my car, DRIVING, so c'mon! Let's have a nice sunny day tomorrow, whadya say? Hmm? Sunny? Warm? Something optimal? Maybe even, dare I say, DRY? Just a thought...


I shed a tear in my indecent heartache.
I know it's too much to ask
to want our moments to last,
but I just can't resist...
I sit in my solitude
knowing you are not alone.
I breathe and worry...

I wonder if you think of me. 
The rain does nothing to console
but rather mimic the pounding of my heart.

VBS!!!!

Among everything else that is going on in my life, Josh and I were approached at church Sunday and asked to head up this summer's VBS. As in the church's VACATION BIBLE SCHOOL!!!!! After the initial freak out, I realized I actually have to sit down and figure out what exactly I want to do for this VBS. I'm so excited. Now I need to praypraypray and find the perfect theme.
PRAY!
http://ministry-to-children.com/vbs/
http://www.christianbook.com/vbs?kw=vbs&event=PPCSRC&p=1018818&cm_mmc=Google-_-Vbs-_-vbs-_-vbs&gclid=CIHr9o2E5KECFSQ65Qod1HLPKQ

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Do you hurt like I do?

Do you hurt like I do?
Does the pain cause chaos in your mind,

and you toss and you turn at night?
Do you long for the dawn
yet wish to sleep the day away?
Does it hurt so you can't breathe?
You can't think, you can't see,
but your mind won't stop reeling 
and you cannot collect your thoughts.
Everything seems so fraught.
Do you hurt like I do?
You cannot be still, 
yet you have no will to move.
You cannot sing your problems away.
You wipe away tears,
but there's no hiding the tears that stain.
You lie in bed, you're at home,
but you feel so alone.
Can you breathe?
Can you feel, can you see?
Do you feel this agony?

Has driven you completely insane?
Can you feel your brain?
Do you hurt like I do?