the saddness of a kid who spends his life in fear
is rarely matched . for the lack of joy that the boy holds
can only been seen by an unordinary keen eye.
his thoughts keep him bound to the idea that
his life is equal to if not smaller then the happiness his own soul knows.
he goes to get the rope that would free him from this fear from his pain and from his tears/
but while he ties the knot he finds that his hope is lost.
for if he completes this deed of death he knows the dread the he has inkept.
the lives of his friends would never be the same.
the ones that helped him through his pains.
the ones that lifted all his shame.
they would be the ones who would have to pay.
so he sits there knowing he will never find a way to relieve the way he feels
tired and alone with only one place to go
while its taunting him haunting him to end it now
but he wont submit, he will not quit
he would rather have twice this pain
then to give the ones he loves the shame
so he stays.













Devious Comments
One thing though.
*Through, not threw
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