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Up, Up & Away

let me tell you about a kid I used to know he always thought it was his time to go up up and away to a place he didn't even understand but he knew it was better than his own land because all the other kids we're too busy making jokes to realize the one kid who needed love the most the one kid that walked home alone caught his breath as he looked down at his phone to an empty screen no texts, no calls he just wanted to have it all, you see - you can't force happiness on someone who's depressed you can't make him wake up, get ready and dressed just to send him to a school where he stands by himself he tucks his work of art under a shelf embarrassed by what he has done he weeps as he wonders what his dad would've thought of his son he looks to the sky hoping dads watching down but the moment is ruined with a loud sound his mother yells her voice compelling his sorrows he apologizes for being a mistake but really she's the one whos been fake as she beats him on the head he falls to his bed and falls deeply into a sleep he won't remember because of all the drugs he feels his dad start to tug him from down below to up above and as his wrists start to bleed he begins to read the suicide note he has written and as he stares at the sky he says his last goodbyes to a place he has made clear of good riddance
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Aug 26, 2014
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#love#suicide#poetry#death#son#father#boy#heaven#young#kid
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