I am haunted by ghosts throughout the years.

Drying blood and growing tears.

I left a girl hanging from a tree,

She said in a letter she was finally free.

I left a boy in a river cold,

Sinking to the bottom,

Heavy as gold.

I left a soul on the bathroom floor,

I couldn’t get in because they locked the door.

I left a boy with pills on his tongue,

He had let go of the lowest rung.

I left a girl with drugs in her system,

She didn’t speak because no one would listen.

I left my mother with a rotten brain,

She had flushed her medicine down the drain.

I left my father on the couch,

It was alcohol poisoning,

For that I can vouch.

I left my sister on a lonely street,

She didn’t look where she was going,

When she did she was already dead meat.

My younger brother whom I held so dear,

Jumped off a cliff,

Running from fear.

And.

Now all alone,

In a graveyard just for me.

I think about my tragic history.

I put the gun to my head,

Like them I’ll be dead.

Wait for me.

My loved, loved friends.

I’m coming to patch up loose ends.

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Bang!

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A boy lies in a graveyard of misery.

Killed by his own repeating history.