IT GOT DARK

We’ll have a day of mourning,

Someone killed himself today.

We never really knew him

But we’ll lament him anyway.

He looked at use so blankly,

No emotion in his eyes.

No fire burning in his brain

That told him ‘now’s the day to die’

No one ever listened,

No one noticed he was there.

This attitude drilled into him

So he learnt nobody cared

He said he had no problems,

He said he was okay.

He had no friends to ask him

If he cut himself today.

We didn’t pay attention,

So now we’re deep in debt.

It’s because the world ignored him that

This student’s blood was let.

We can all know why he did it

Because he left a note.

He felt that he was worthless,

That his being was a joke.

His head felt like a wasteland,

His soul felt barren too,

His body was a waste

As he was empty through and through

He came from a large family,

Was often overlooked,

He had very few possessions

But it was his own life he took

He didn’t plan the way to go,

He didn’t research shit.

A blackness crawled inside his soul

And made him go through it.

No one cared about his health,

Or the way he died.

One hand reaching for his gun,

The other by his side.

He even took precautions

To ensure he’d be done in.

He overdosed on vodka

And a bottle of aspirin.

The life he lived was silent,

He never made a sound,

But his death was an explosion,

Now he’s bleeding on the ground.

Although his life is over,

He’s not the only one.

Don’t let the person next to you,

Start reaching for a gun.