school

a swirling black hole
of unhappiness
teasing
taunting

kids with sad secrets walk the hallways
sleeves pulled down around their knuckles
wrists tainted with red tears
facing each school day with dread

praying for it to all stop

cs.

i lie awake at 12:15
and think of what should have been
could have been
never will be

i think of everyone that's left
left me
alone with my thoughts
suicidal at times
but strangely comforting


cs.