Life is full of choices. Some are irreversible... |
After reading the reviews i've gotten for this piece, i've decided to expand it to include the man's story and add a little more to the boy's. On one street is a man killed in a violent homicide On another is a boy contemplating death by suicide The man witnessed something He was not suppose to see And decided to help, In a move of bravery He tried to stop the act Was it heroics or insanity? Tried to stop the violent crime, The reduction of humanity He shouts into the air and is rewarded by another act of desecration: A knife wound in the chest, The ultimate form of termination On the other side of the city The boy walks slowly to his car He looks up to the sky Where he sees a single star “You and me, we’re the same With no one there, we’re all alone With no one to stand next to us As we look upon all that’s unknown” His mom could lose her job, And his best friend has passed away, Another friend has left him His whole life’s in disarray He’s tired of waiting When he knows that hope is lost When he comes to the realization That life’s just not worth the cost Not worth the price he’s paid, Not worth having to pretend That he cannot see through their lies When they act like he’s their friend Because nothing’s as it appears to be, Nothing’s as it seems, And no one’s there to hear them His silent but echoing screams… |