I don't know why but I've been in a very poetic mood recently
And not only poetic but kinda dark too if ya know what I mean
and if not just read the poem and you will
Darkness
I sit here and you see me
with that smile across my face
but if you only you could see the darkness
that should fill up that space
How my life went so bad so fast
I don't think I'll ever know
but when the darkness came
I just had nowhere I could go
I wake up every morning
greeted by nothing but pain
and every day no matter how I try
It always is the same
My mom and dad
are nothing like they ever used to be
the people that I love so much
hold so dear to me
The screams, the shouts, the yells, the names
Is all I ever hear
and I know the reason is
an over-dose of beer
You see me sitting in class each day
as I put up my hand
to answer some question
I seem to understand
As I answer quietly
things are not as they may seem
'cause actualy all I want to do
is loose right there and scream
Do you know what I feel like?
do you know what I've been through
well actualy, I guess you might
he was your friend too
I see him walk out of that store
It haunts me every day
when those thugs shot him
took his money, ran away
I then ran up to him screaming
falling to my knees
begging him to wake up
and smile at me with ease
My brother was one cool guy
in fact, you knew him well
he always seemed so amazingly great
as far as we could tell
I dread the thought of that moment
I dread the thought of that day
the day the cops knocked on our door
and took my brother away
It turned out he'd been dealing drugs
It turned out he did crack
It turned out I'd never see the day
that he would finally come back
He later died in prison
by suiside they say
He stole a gun, put it to his head
and threw his life away
And thats what started me thinking
my life aint all that great
and we're all gonna die some day
why should I have to wait?
As you see me staring
out into space
little do you know
I'm setting a time, a date, a place
I know were I can find a gun
I know how to work it too
and now I guess, the only thing
that is left is you
You have always been my best friend
you were my only hope
but even with your love and support
I just couldn't cope
So as I write your letter
tears streaming down my face
I try to tell you that I will
be in a better place
I remember how we were teased
a boy and girl best friends?
but then again, with me and you
the memory never ends
I walk across my room
and quietly close the door
I take the gun and kneel down
painfully on the floor
I think about my jouney
how I got to here
I think of all the feelings
the anger, the hate, the fear
This now begins to scare me
as I look around my room
this little area
which would be my tomb
And so I put the gun to my head
thats when you walk in through the door
I pull the trigger and wait
for the pain to be no more
I wait for the darkness
for the pain to go for good
the bang, the numb
just like it should
But all I hear is click
the numbness doesn't come
I geuss I don't know how to use a gun
'cause the safty latch's still on
You run up and you hold me
wrape your arms around tight
you stroke my hair, and tell me quietly
"Everything's all right."
Things are getting better
better than before
but I know I would of tried again
if you wern't behind that door
I kick my self about it
I do it every day
too think that I woud of
thrown my life away.
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Okay the poem was ment to be as told be Spinelli to TJ but quite frankly you
could put it as any two characters. R&R
Peace
MadmMike13