A pocket full of good intentions
and a blueprint of the high school
hes not what they think
he just wants to end the pain
Its been years of torment
tears have long since dried
and he is left to question
"should i live, or should i die?"
Hes made a list
of whos life to take
and not to spare anyone or anything
that gets in his path
This time
hes sure
he will have the last laugh
Bang, bang
it echos through the hall
as fellow classmates run away
some block the path and some fall
A rush of smoke
and sprinklers spring into action
wet and confused are this killer's fashion
He turns to his class
and ater locking the door
he turns the gun onto himself
Bang
hes breathing no more
A contest entry
- Something Wicked This Way Comes.... by PerfectImperfection.
900 points, ended May 4, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This makes me think of so many of those notorious school shootings, as well as a timeless alternative song.. Thank you for your entry & Best wishes in the contest!
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I agree with what you have said in you comment. It has happened a few times in America that i know about in recent years and is so tragic that people feel the need to hurt people before killing themelves, thats one thing i'll never understand as it seems so pointless. An excellent piece, well done xxx
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i want to comment on this before anyone decides to say that im glorifying massacres or somthing. i'll have you all know that this is poetry and not glorifying violence in any form. thank you.
xRAYEx
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