A Boy Named BlueA Poem by Daimonick KoivistoThere once was a boy named blue He wasn't a fruit, or a vegetable, he was as normal as you
There once was a boy who always felt a bit crappy He tried so hard but nothing ever seemed to make him happy
He stored all his problems in a wooden suitcase And always carried around with him a long face
There once was a boy who had no family And no one knew of his pain except for me
There once was a boy who was out on his own And never knew of what is a real home
There once was a boy who became a man in the blink of an eye He lost his youth and innocence and this made him cry
There once was a boy who tried to end his pain He put a gun to his head, pulled the trigger, and missed his brain
There is a boy with a hole in his head He walks around mumbling to himself "God, I wish I were dead" © 2013 Daimonick Koivisto |
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Added on April 21, 2013 Last Updated on April 21, 2013 AuthorDaimonick KoivistoPhoenix, AZAboutI am Daimon (pronounced Day-mun) Nick I am the words that form on paper and the images created by a pencil and ink. I am here to get my writing read not to become famous but to be known as a writer.. more..Writing
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