Sometimes we begin to understand things when we don't want to...things we'd do better off without knowing. Not as morbid as it may seem actually not at all. I was just in a bad mood when I wrote it.
I was sitting in a screen tent outside in pounding rain when I wrote this...All the councilors were telling me to go inside so that I wouldn't struck by lightning but I wouldn't until I finished my poem! Please R&R.
It was the second night of camp and I COULD NOT SLEEP. I think I totaled about 2 minutes...I was really tired when I wrote this. I know the title is a lot like Lack of Sleep...but it is so true.
General - Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 23 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 6-22-07 - Published: 6-22-07
This is a play about young love. Umm...This still requires some major editingreworking so if you want to read something better then read my other stuff.