Everlasting Pain

In a dark corner there stands,
A man with a knife in his hands,
His heart is beating fast,
But that feeling might not last,
He's dealt with so much pain,
There's feelings that he just can't contain,
He's tired of living an unfair life,
So he wants to take it out with a knife,
He hates the people that made his life hell,
He used to wish that someone would tell,
But people just stood around,
Laughing and making every kind of sound,
He would sit on the floor,
Hoping that someone different would walk through the door,
He takes his knife and runs,
He sees everyone that he stuns,
He looks for the guilty,
He's going to make them filthy,
He spots a certain person,
Which makes his feelings worsen,
He can't keep control,
He stabs the person and takes his soul,
He runs throughout the place,
Giving every single person a taste,
Eventually his feelings had worsened,
And he made himself the last person,
At home he left a letter,
Something to make his mom feel better,
His mom had cried,
And three days later she died,
She couldn't take the pain,
Bam! Went the bullet into her brain,
At their funeral their family cried,
Now wishing they were the one's that had died.