Years have passed.
I was an ass.
I was just a boy,
angry to the core,
hormones raging,
everyone loathing.
I took a knife
to end this strife;
an everyday at school,
I picked a boy
and trust it deep
to see his life ending
but never crossed my mind mine was ending to.
I could not be named (for legal reasons)
so just reached the news as another stabbing
there was no explaining.
I saw flashing lights, police and the rough floor,
more violence with no purpose
followed by court and judgment day
with no explaining.
Jail.
My wasted youth,
my wasted life,
a wasted man,
a wasted time.
I was not willing to die,
but not able to live,
just vegetate,
reach no conclusions,
just in a pit never ending.
Please, let me die now,
So I can forget
I EVER EXISTED.
Oh, what an ending.
Whoever you are do not allow this to be you. (Author)