Filled with hate,
Compelled by anger
He couldn't take it anymore
He grabbed a gun
Put it in a bag
Intent on ending it all.
He got to school
And there the were
Ready to make his life hell
They shoved him down
He grabbed his bag
And removed the concealed weapon
They laughed at him
And called his bluff
They didn't believe it was real
Everyone began to gather
And laugh
And a maddened rage took over
He blindly shot
At all who tortured him
And everybody scattered
He killed three boys
And wounded two others
Finally the rage subsided
He sunk to his knees
And began to cry
At the realization of what he'd just done
He looked at the people
He just had wounded
And the terrified faces of all
He stared at the bloodied
Lifeless bodies
Of the three boys that he had killed
He made one final descision
As he put the gun to his head
He pulled the trigger
One final time
And as the sound of the gunshot
Shattered through the noise
One more teen was dead.
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My poems and some other random thoughts and whatnot from my psychotic, depressed, messed up mind.............
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but it's a great poem! 3nodding
*ish still stalking joo* ninja