Crap-tastic day at work. Why must everyone come in and order 5 minutes before closing time? ( midnight >_< ) 2 hours ago it was clear, now there's half a foot of snow on the ground, two out of 3 roads going into this pit of a town are closed, and my clothes are soaked. Heh. Aint snow fun? Almost as fun as rain. At least it makes things real quiet, all you can hear are the flakes hitting ground, its really neat :) Anyway, my first real attempt at poetry. Why? I'm feeling emo. This is strange for me and i need to get it out of my system. So dont flame me too horribly if it sucks, k? K. -= White Maze =- The white falls in quiet sheets down to the ground, a massive fleet. Wondering where you are in this mess Its like an endless white maze Why did you give me this stress? Why did you leave me? Where do you hide? I woke up one day, alone in my bed a note that you'd left suggested you'd fled Your warmth i was missing, no wonder i lost sleep, Can't believe i didnt hear you, not even a peep. But now here i am, i survived, i'm suprised But what did i do?? Am i really that unwise? Now i'm alone, i can't see your eyes You didn't even bother saying goodbyes. Now i'm alone in this endless white maze I can't even see the sun showing its rays. Sometimes now i look to the white sky calling your name and wondering why Won't you come back? -= ~Tsukasa "Emo Sucks!" Karuna