The blood streamed in his eyes
the fiery tears of pain
his sorrows took him over
but they didnt play the game.
He leapt up off the tower
was never seen again
He sat in the back of class
did not raise his hand.
So when the teacher called
quite grimm,
starting to demand
He would start to pout and cry
students laughed at him.
They kept on laughing and making fun
until it went too far
he took a Stand and scolded them
with tears momentarily fading from his face
An expression forming that was quite bazaar...
"You all will wish you knew me
because i wouldnt have laughed at you
If you were in my place right now
just think of what youd do.
All the suffering you cause
and everything from here
It is all of your faults
Im nolonger enslaved
by your shackles."
(terrorizing fear)
Eerily quiet
had grown the classroom
when suddenly
they heard a boom!
Slamming the door and taking off
he turned and ran in vain
thoughts of suicide running amok
raising from where they had lain.
Climbing up the latter
tripping with disdain
bloody from the fall
his tears lost in the rain.
What he thought of next,
a smile crossed his face
His heart relentlessly beating
such a steady pace.
Falling into darkness
quite a tragic scene
James the young boy took his chance
falling like in dream....
for the record james, i still love you.
Ok, while reading this I was expecting a kid with a gun to show up. And actually, I thought it happened. I'm not sure if the boom is the door slamming or what. Actually, the second half is just confusing. Where'd the ladder come from?
"Slamming the door and taking off
he turned and ran in vain
thoughts of suicide running amok
raising from where they had lain."
That just lost me. I don't know James. You go from formal to informal, from narrative to metaphoric. I don't know what to say...