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The Loner
15:54 Jun 12 2007
Times Read: 518

He walks the streets all the time with no one by his side. No one seems to know of the lost loner boy. Lost in his thoughts of blood and guts his thoughts of suicide. Today though you should know that will all change today is the day that lost loner boy goes away.

He walks up the broken doorstep of his dirty two room apartment. He reaches the door and listen keenly to hear his mom is around. He hears no sound but to his dismay she's there today but barely alive lying on the floor with a bag of cocanie to ease her ever growing pain he thought. Pain because of the lose of his dad who went away a year today and never said goodbye. He thinks to himself and knows today he will see his dad agian.

Getting ready for his last day on earth he kisses his mom's cheek, he sulks to the wall where his dad always is and takes the picture down the last thing on his mind is the gun in the drawer of the desk where his dad left it since the day he died he takes it out and makes his finale walkj up those creaky stairs he walks into his dark dusty room and sits on his broken bed places the picture of his dad beside him her finale puts the gun to his head he cloes his eyes says a prayer of good bye for his mom downstairs the last thing he heard was the bang of the gun blowing his brains into the bed. Now laing motionless on the bloodstained bed lost loner boy is dead.

the picture
15:53 Jun 12 2007
Times Read: 519




i sit in this empty dark room alone barely breathing and thinking is it worth me living or should i just die. i get up and start to walk,pace back and forth thinking about all that i have done to people and all they have done to me. i think about the times when i was push down, looked down and let down on. all the people i helped but failed to return the favour. i then know i what i was worth to all those who needed me then used me. i pull my belt from my jeans and wrap it aroud my neck. i am now standing on a chair gettin ready to kick it down. when the light shines through the dusty window and hits the picture on my wall the picture of a baby way to small to understand any thing at all. i look so deep into his eyes and realize that i don't need anyone else as long as i have that baby i am happy.

This poem is dedicated to MAXIMOS the baby in the poem who saved my life and dosen't even know.