Dedication:This poem is dedicated to my classmate, Katie, who will probably never read this or know how much difference she made for me.
The world it has broken.
And shards of our lives
Lie strewn across landscapes
Guarded by nightmares.
When will the terror end?
End Notes: Now comes the time when I ask you to read and review, and most of you disregard my pleas. (Yes, I do compare the number of reviews to the number of reads—and there’s always a huge discrepancy. I thank all of you who can find the extra minute it takes to type something in that little white box and hit “Submit”.) I again ask you to please review, whether or not you normally would, because I truly do value your opinion and would love to hear what you think.