He's acting really strange today but no one has a clue
That really deep inside some where he's feeling very blue
He cries a river of painful tears but no one really cares
Inside he screams for someones help but no one even dares
The kids all sing and taunt and kick and makes his day the worst
He screams and screams and screams and screams but silently speaks a curse
He walks and walks the long road home in sweet and dreaded lachrymose
For some where deep inside his mind he knows his time is drawing close
He cries and cries then closes his eyes and hesitantly grabs the knife
He clutches his fist then slits his wrist and escapes this hellhole we call life
Evy Moore
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suicide-14/
