The morbid poem about revenge and... stuff. Read it. It'll make you feel really good. I promise.

?A window into the mind of an Insomniac. Oooo... spooky.

Uhm... calmness = goode. Freaking out = bad. I guess.

Okay, so it's not a poem. It's simply a story I wrote late one night. I thought it turned out quite well.