A young boy with a painful past.
Beginning to remember everything that made him
Cry.
Decide to forget about it and go to the
Eternal life
Fighting with everyone
Gaining all his strength to go on only if
He could
In a painful way he cried once again the
Joyfulness had gone away once again
Keeping the knife in his hand
Lonely in his only path of suicide
Making every moment worth it and the
Nonsense of his life
Oh what could he do?
Placing the knife on his wrist
Quietly he felt the pain, as he watches the river of blood
Running down his hand
Suffering from the pain and the
Therapeutic chain of events. And how he wasn’t
Useful in life with the
View of the past in his
Wide open mind an
X-ray was what he saw of his life
Year of pain only with the hope of
Zapping out of this world