Written - May 18th - 20th (1AM) - 11th Grade
He
He sleeps with one eye open
Knowing not of what's to come
Protection for himself from his disgruntled mind
And the consequences that may result
From being an easy target
He knows one day they will show
Taking him from his beloved
To the judas chair he'll go
Becoming a name on a gravestone
But until that day arrives
He does his best to duck and hide
A large black coat is his disguise
To keep trapped in his lonely world
Making sure he is not seen
Walking slowly along the seem
He hasn't thought yet of a plan
To get out of this position
Often, he envisions just giving himself up
Why live, when you're own are being killed off?
Why live for tomorrow when it may never come
Why, why, he asks himself all the time
One day, he decided
To face his maker
He went to battle
To becoming a lost soul into hell's half acre
He went out in style
Bullet through his brain
At least now,
May he rest in peace
Forever known as the brave one
Forever forgotten as a starving mind
Forever known as the hero
Forever forgotten as a lost mind
-Evan7©
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