Another day over, wish it never happened,
Been this way for a while now, sick and tired of it all now,
Haven’t yet reached teens, four Christmases, still, before sweet 16,
Barely out the starting blocks, or so it would seem,
Should have had hopes and dreams like all others still precocious and keen,
But the ride been bumpy for too long, just want to get the hell off, reassurances go unheard, drowned out by the strange and absurd,
And so it happened, another one left the building,
Nothing short of tragic, bet they never saw it coming.
Never a good day when another commits to that permanent solution,
Doubly so when victims are mere children, too early in the day to be kicking buckets,
Hard for one to judge, no clue what they’d been through,
Some may see the proverbial light while demons got others in a vice,
In this case, reminded once again of the destructive nature of others,
No pain like friends turned into enemies, dangerous creatures they can be, for they know you most intimately,
Taunting, hazing, deliberate malicious contact, spreading rumors on campus and online, nowhere to hide when they attack,
Teachers won’t do shit, parents can only do so much, feeling lost and confused, unseen and unheard, anxiety takes over, why go on further?
That final act got ‘em scrambling and panicking, regurgitating excuses,
Never meant no harm, just having fun, if they’d known they would have stopped,
But is it harmless fun, bringing another down? Getting high at another’s expense? Scarring ‘em and shoving ‘em beyond that proverbial edge?
Then there’s fake friends just along for the ride, jumping ship to the other side, taunting, hitting and spreading lies, such betrayal an insidious crime,
Now they’ve done an about-face, overwhelmed by guilt, too late to show remorse, ‘sorry’ is an empty word,
Speaking of her now in reverent tones, only after she’s long gone,
Could have told her this before, their dark hearts have been exposed,
Are you still having fun? Are you all happy now?
You got your kicks while she paid for it, were the cheap thrills even worth it?
To the departed, fly high in the sky,
Free as a bird now, too pure for this life,
The pain may remain unhealed, but your loved ones will carry on,
They’ll ensure that your essence shines on,
Eternal torment to the perps and culprits, death’s no laughing matter now, isn’t it?
Save your tears, crocs are better actors, can’t turn back the clock, suck it up and live with it,
Good luck washing away the guilt and shame clinging to you like a great big stink,
Nowhere to hide once put under the spotlight, collectively y’all took an innocent life.