The Inevitable
The load of the day he bears on his back
On the brink of insanity just ready to crack
Yet the load is lifted and carried away
But only to be regained by the next coming day
A lonely soul with no one to care
With out a heart or a love to share
He thinks it is best
To put a bullet into his chest
Maybe some poison or a great height
Any way possible he wants it done tonight
People reach out as the moment draws nigh
The inevitable happens and the young man dies.
Copyright © Tyler Dorety | Year Posted 2009
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