We have a poem written by Marlon O’Brien, from Whitehorse, Yukon. Marlon is quite an avid reader. He also uses computers on a regular basis at Yukon College in Whitehorse.

Sadness too by Marlon O’Brien

I am in the middle of darkness, surrounded by fear everyday. Evil and pain in which I inherit, takes my loney soul from day to night. How can I look towards tomorrow, when tomorrow may never come. I am just alone in fear and darkness, with darkness trying its hardest to point the way. So what do I say to someone, who says tomorrow is another day. When I can’t even remember what happen yesterday or is it today?

I’m sick in tired of living in your way, for I was brought up differently, now I’m looking for day for me to live a better way. Now I sit alone in vast amount of space, I long for the lonely light of day to come my way. With emptiness along my side every step of this play. Emphasizing my next move towards the darkness. I still long for the day light to come this way. As I sit and watch the sunset hoping for a better day. I sit here waiting for my moment of death. Suffering slowly and painlessly as time passes on.and now I watch the sunrise and a new day starts to dawn. As each day that passes a little piece of me goes with it. Not fearing what lies ahead and who cares what happens tomorrow.It will be here soon then you think, and it will crash down two times more. And so the peoples hearts will be blackend even more. I’m sick and tired of living in your way. For I was brought up differently. Now I’m waiting for a new day, for me to live a better way but I still have this sadness buried deep in my soul.