Pull Of The Trigger ..

Broken heart
And a fractured mind.
He bites his lip,
Pretends to be fine.

The other kids tease him,
They call him names.
What did he ever do
To deserve this pain?

His father hits him,
He wishes him to die.
His mother took off years ago,
Leaving him questioning why ..

There is love in his heart
For a girl who doesn't care.
She has no time for him,
Not a minute to spare.

Stabbing something sharp
Into his bare skin,
He hopes to rid the pain
He holds within.

Drinking and drugs
Become his last resort.
These days he's so weak
When he once fought.

Family broken,
Friends betraying.
The remainder of his strength,
Is now decaying.

Gripping the last thin threads
Of his remaining pride,
He grabs a gun,
Decides to no longer hide.

He stands on a rooftop,
The others all watch.
Not even one of them,
Tell him to stop.

"He won't really do it," they say as they snigger.
They all change their minds at the pull of the trigger ...