If I die in a school shooting
I'll never go home again.
My room will sit unused,
A capsule frozen in time,
A snapshot of how I was.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my dog again.
She will sit at the front door
Waiting for me and wondering,
Why I never came home.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never graduate from high school.
My yearbooks will sit stacked
Stopped short of their goal,
Missing years that should have been.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my mom again.
She will sit distraught,
Planning a funeral
For a child taken from her.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my friends again.
They'll sit together, missing me.
One empty seat among them,
A constant reminder of their loss.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my little sister again.
She will sit through high school
Knowing I can't guide her through,
That she has to figure it out alone.

If I die in a school shooting
My school will be stained.
Pools of students lives will sit,
Blood tattoos on the brick structures,
Marks of death ground into it.

If I die in a school shooting
Everyone will wear black.
They'll send their thoughts and prayers
To a town marred by death,
Forever to be the home of a shooting.

If I die in a school shooting
Will the world change?
Or will I become one of hundreds  
Of kids who have to die?
What will it take?

If things continue this way
Children will have to live in fear.
They'll look over their shoulders
Always worried and wondering,
If they'll die in a school shooting.

IT INST RGIHT YOU KONW? THE EEFCFT YOU HVAE ON MY HREAT. THE DPETH YOU SNIK ITNO MY LNGUS. THE BBULBES YOU BIOL IN MY BIRAN. THE NASUEA YOU CUSAE IN MY SCMOATH. THE AHCE YOU BNIRG TO MY KENES. IM DINYG. IM DYNIG AND YOU DNOT EEVN KONW. YOU DNOT EEVN SEE. YOU GOT ME ALL FEKCUD UP.

If symmetry is formed
from disaster

If life is always
ever after

Then why
Dear friend
do you worry still

Why, my friend
have you not had
your fill

Of pain, of stress
of the worlds dismay
All set up
so your mind won't rest

I tell you friend
you need not despair
For life is greater
without fear

She said "how do you have the audacity?!"
I felt her words, tearing, blasting me
words cut like shards of glass to me
as if desert sands beating on my weathered skin
I feel her composure wearing thin
water droplets become the tell tale sign in her eyes swelling
hands violently flapping in the air in tune with the yelling
her motions far too compelling
bringing troubled thoughts to my eager mind
eyes search to find my way out
no neon arrows point to my escape route
I must bear the brunt
of what I had done
never expected her to try and tear down the sky above
When I finally, after so many years expressed to her my love...