This one time- I forget how long ago-
I was up late one night, scrolling Reddit,
And I saw this horrible video.
Online, you see all kinds of messed up ****
But this one; it has always stuck with me.
A Polish dad and son were arguing,
And the dad was a cop of some degree,
Who saw no purpose in continuing,
Atop of the son's desk, he slammed down his gun,
And fed up; the dad started to walk away.
But then, also seeing no purpose, his son
picked up the gun- and blew his own brains away.
A young teenager, I sat there in silence,
Terrified of my own internal violence.
Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 3:09 PM UTC
This one time- I forget how long ago-
I was up late one night, scrolling Reddit,
And I saw this horrible video.
Online, you see all kinds of messed up ****
But this one; it has always stuck with me.
A Polish dad and son were arguing,
And the dad was a cop of some degree,
Who saw no purpose in continuing,
Atop of the son's desk, he slammed down his gun,
And fed up; the dad started to walk away.
But then, also seeing no purpose, his son
picked up the gun- and blew his own brains away.
A young teenager, I sat there in silence,
Terrified of my own internal violence.
Based on "The Thaw" Friday prompt. "Something you survived that no one saw." In this case; something I saw that made me realize just how dangerous and unstable I was, and kick-started a long cycle of me fighting alone and in the darkness against violent urges and suicidal thoughts.
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