Dark Waters

I’m wallowing in a pit of my own sorrow. I am too young you all say. Is there anyone who wants me? I’m alone and afraid. I’m wading through the dark waters of my unhappiness. Is there anyone there to rescue me? I’m drowning and there’s no one here to save me. Everyone is out… Continue reading Dark Waters

Columbine Crap

i, like any other american, wanted to find out more about what happened in littleton, so i shelled out fifty cents and bought a newspaper. I quickly noticed an underlying theme in most of the articles in the three-page layout. They all seemed to be desperately asking “Why? How could this have happened? What possible… Continue reading Columbine Crap