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One Bullet

January 17, 2019
By Anonymous

Deaf to his cries,

everyone oblivious,

he’s gone now though,

can’t repair the stitches.

His pain unknown,

even with the scars on his wrist.


Students would stare and scoff.

He’d soak in

every word:

a sponge.

He was pushed to the brink.


He couldn’t take it anymore,

enough was enough.

He prayed for the end.

The gun relieved him,

and freed him.

One bullet,

Gone forever.

The pain

disappeared.


Change never comes in this desolate world.

No one cares,

suffering is typical,

and the world moves on,

apathetic towards

tragedy.


The author's comments:

I just feel strongly about this issue, and wish poeple would be more compassionate overall.


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