Anonymous

"Having a British professor does not automatically make him cool."

I go on facebook.
I check my farm on farmville.
I see an advertisement.
It says "Honesty Box"
It looks interesting.
I add it to my facebook.
My "friends" want me to tell write what I think about them.
...
well it is an honesty box. right?
they really did want to know
what I think about them.
...

I write something. Anonymously.

...

they reply.
they are mad.

they wanted to know, right?

-Anonymous

I tire.

I tire because I am of the dust.
On the dust you trod
thus I become flattened
and everything around me becomes level ground.

But I still tire.

I tire because there are things in this world
that I just don't get.
Some menial things just become too trite
making me not want to listen anymore.

I tire because I do not sleep.

I tire of me.

But there is hope in all of this.
There is a hope that there is a portal
which leads to my salvation.

The question is
do I enter this portal.

I tire of not entering.

random

I thought i would start off with just a small ramble of random things.
I thought it fit the best since it matches well with my personality.
I sit on a couch-perhaps a big comfy couch-trying to overcome my food coma from a footlong sub. A girl sleeps beside me.
I finished class early- yet there is one more to come.

What's on my mind?
I didn't accomplish what I wanted to do right from the moment when I woke up.

I woke up to the alarming tone of my mother's voice. I locked my door before I went
to sleep-not necessarily to keep my mother out but to keep the safety of my life in.
I did open the window though.

While that last stanza didn't make any sense.
A sense of it makes me shiver.
I could have lost myself last night.
But I didn't.

So I woke up. Gave a long shout of dismay thinking about that one person that I would
disappoint by waking up too late.
I felt bad. Terrible.
The cycle that i'm going through is a cycle that never stops.
It may pause once in a while. But then it starts again.
I need some sort of splicer-yes splicer.
to just cut it off.

But the thing that made me feel better was the fact that I can get completely ready in seven
minutes flat.
And the fact that that one person is very forgiving and just.

Perhaps I'll try again tomorrow.
There are some things that actually can be fixed.

Psalm 36:5
Your love, o LORD, reaches to the heavens your faithfulness to the skies"