I found this really old poem I wrote in a forgotten notebook. This was back in my angst teenage days. I was going out with an emo at the time...bad move. Anyway, this was written one night when someone close to me had died. This poem makes me laugh now.

Another night spent in the cold,
Love bounces off the walls outside,
Loneliness is abundant everywhere, I realise...

And that's the last bit I could read. The rest seems to have been smudged by water or something being spilled on it. Careless.

Lauren