Panting echoed across the room
Darkness lay in a heavy blanket.
He rested his head on the cold mirror glass,
And stained it with his breath.
He had taken enough.
Today he had been beaten up.
Yesterday his father tried to kill him.
His mother had left three weeks ago.
And it was too much.
His hand lifted the gun to his temples.
He raised his eyes to an imaginary heaven…
Beyond the metal roof…
Beyond the sky…
He prayed for his sorrows to end.
And he pulled the trigger.
His hand fell with the weight of the gun.
His head slid down the glass
His blood stained the wall.
And he left this world full of sorrows.
And passed on.
Rest in Peace
Ferdinand Halloway
Amen