Know the Name; The Mind of a School Shooter
Poem
No longer would I kiss
the floor in which they use to stride
cause when you divide
their minds
It's all simplified
Their ignorant
and it’s bringing them bliss
but it’s brought me down
Just look at me now
In my dreams
I conceive
that their deaths are haunting me
I can't sleep
All I remember is when I screamed
"This magnum will make you see that I am-"
the kid in behind
With a heart like an ice box
that had been replaced by talk
from the girls that are “so hot”
the kids on top,
the preps and the jocks
but no it doesn’t stop
I may be the one bullied
but there are bullies out there aren't who you'd think
from stereotypical athletes
to the common mathlete
my friends even taunted me
Those red ribbons on wrists from a blade that I called my only love
Made me see scars can heal in ways words can’t
I've had enough
think before you spit
because it might hit
someone that can’t take it
but now
Their words had become my bullets
but my bullets hit harder
they now know what it’s like
know the name for I am
Just another kid down the block
looking for someone to talk to
but when I look at you,
I feel warm inside
you were the light that left my life
and by god do I wish you were still here
they put that rope in your hand
they tied it up and around your neck
they kicked the chair and watched you fall
all without laying a finger on you at all
sayings like sticks and stones may break my bones
but no, words will be the death of me
I wanted them to respect me
and my legacy
for I have a name
Nothing will be the same
when you know the name I am
the product of an unfit marriage
early monogamy between young adults with a child on the way
I was the reason the ropes got tied that day
but the little specks of wood from the broken door still tangled in the carpet
is the reason the rope burned away
once that fire meant passion is now the smoke that chokes me
i’m sorry ma, I didn’t want to be like him but they made me
From the Tv screen telling me I need to make my claim to fame
but how are they going to know my name when I act the same
13 shootings in the first few weeks of 2014 alone, but I will be known. my name will go on
I am not a statistic
Know the name I am…
A mistake
An unexplained happening in this town
I’m sorry that Pa just was never around
don’t give me that crap now
can’t you see what I got into
can’t you see I was skating on thin ice that snapped
like the strings in my heart when reality hit too hard I’ve gone to far
mama, help me, the rage isn't over
and when I saw them sniveling I feel like they finally know how I feel
I don’t want another doctor to prod into my thoughts to see why I did it
I don't know why I did
I wish I hadn't hurt those kids
I just wanted them to know,
I... Am here
About the Creator
Jewell Alexandra
I've given up keeping anything a secret for other's sakes, for they do not care on my behalf either.
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