- THE BEGINNING -
He used to be lonely,
he used to be sad.
He used to be aggressive,
he used to be mad.
No one could stop him,
no matter how hard they tried.
He used to scream so loud,
he would make his mother cry.
He used to feel judged,
he used to feel hated.
It was only until dark,
until he waited.
He would smoke that mary jane,
to take away the pain.
When really all he was doing,
was suppressing it with no gain.
He would never cry,
he couldn't be weak.
He would punch walls instead,
until his knuckles would bleed.
He hated his life,
in so many ways.
He used to be suicidal,
he used to count down the days.
But one day he had, had enough,
conjuring up the courage to tell someone.
Tell someone the pain,
he said to them "I never want to feel this low again.
They helped him,
they listened.
With the attention his life blossomed.
He made new friends,
no longer awaiting death.
He told the world of his success,
he felt truly blessed.
Finally able to say,
"I wasn't the next."
He used to be lonely,
he used to be sad.
He used to be aggressive,
he used to be mad.
He used to be the kid,
that no one cared about.
They had no choice but to listen,
with his screams and shouts.
If you ever feel lost,
if you ever feel alone.
Please just find the courage,
to let someone know.
You are loved,
and you can succeed.
You can survive,
you will be freed.
- THE END -
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Once Upon A Lost Boy
PoetryThis, is a poem about a young boy who felt useless. The poem follows his tough life and ends on a high. The boy is able to conjure up enough strength and will-power to confront his demons and seek the help, which he so urgently needed. If you ever...
