The Script
The written word of someone’s life performed on stage
The dialog you will be amazed
The story of a young boy who was bullied and who wanted to commit suicide
But the inner emotion from within in being reside
My life is in shambles
I grew up to only be beat up
People thought I was gay
At least that was discussions way
Word got out from here to there astray
Discussions remained strong
I tried as I may to get along
My Parents even thought so as well
It wasn’t hard as I could tell
But that is not the whole story
I often get strange stares
Yet it wasn’t really crystal clear
I was called names beyond my own
I am you have heard of and they are known
I feel I am not worthy to live
I want to take my life and never again think twice
How should I commit suicide?
Take pills, hang myself or stab myself with a knife into my heart
My life has no meaning
I have no creed to proceed
People want me dead for what they think I have become
Their focus is next to none
I don’t even have my Parents to look upon
My tomorrow has become today
Perhaps I will be better off dead
Then I will never have to hear instead being misled
My eyes are beginning to close, and darkness being the overcast
That second came quick
I am no more.
Copyright © Anthony Blake | Year Posted 2016
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