Killer Words

He felt so isolated
All he needed was someone
But instead everyone judged him
Not caring where he was from
No one knew his home life
No one knew he was hurt so bad
Everyone just laughed
Making him so sad
So one night he went home
Tired from another day of pain
He layed in his room
Feeling sick with shame
But why was he ashamed?
He'd done nothing wrong
It was everyone else
Who refused to hear his song
His depressing lullaby
His symphony of tears
His mind growing weaker
Rotting from his fears
Last night was his last
He'd suffer no more
He walked down the street
To his local drug store
He purchased sticky notes and a rope
Then he walked to his house
He snuck in the door
Quiet as a mouse
He wrote on those notes
Everything everyone had done
To make him suffer
To make him run
Then he tied the noose
Climbed on a chair
Whispered "It's finished"
And hung in the air
His parents found him in the morning
Covered in notes
They knew his story
They knew his lost hopes
This precious child
Gone for what?
All because some kids
Couldn't keep their mouths shut
Next time you talk
Think before you speak
One insult
Can cut deeper than you think