Minute of fame

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)