Suicide

I saw the tears slowly make their way to the ground
A muffled sound
Slowly rising through the wind
His voice
Broken
The words
Stern
And like a sledge hammer
Broke my heart to pieces

Kill!!!!
The only thought
I want to see RED
Your blood painting every wall of the room you disrupted
The haven you turned to hell
You sick son of a ………….

Breathe…
Breathe….
Bre…athe….

I don’t want to kill you
I need you to suffer
To pray to the god you serve
I want you to hope
A better day will come
I need you to scream
Through the cotton fibers
Glued to your mouth
I need you to remember my footsteps
Cause I want you to stay awake
Hoping you won’t hear them today

You sick son of a god!
Only you believe in
Don’t die on me
I still have a thousand ways to make you fear sunrise
A smile
Or even a good morning call

You sick son of a……..

When I’m finished with you
Just like the smile you ruined
You are going to cry yourself to your own suicide.