The Lonely Child, a poem Options

[Terror]

theres a kid at my school that is just like this

Broken is the heart of the lonely child
Solid on the surface, tender and mild
Fallin to pieces inside, fallin apart
bless this lonely child with his lonely heart

The deepest of sadness, lurks behinds his eyes
Hides behind his fake smile, and little white lies
And keeps a brave face, and his world falls apart
Bless this lonely child with his lonely heart

Bullied, beaten, and teased by all of his peers
His everyday reality, is our deepest of fears
Outcasted at school, his family fallin apart
Bless this lonely child with his lonely heart

Hard to get up in the morning, why should he try?
No reasons to live, gives him more reasons to die
The world doesnt know, hes irrevirsably scarred
Bless this lonely child, with his lonely heart

Wallowing in pity, drowning in sorrow
Crying in bed, awaiting tommorow
For another day worthless living to partake
Bless this lonely child, whos ready to break

He's only happy, as he's dreaming away
Oblivious to the torture, he endured that day
A smile spreads, as he pictures life without sorrow
Bless this lonely child, who dreams of a better tommorow!

He's tired of praying, to God all in vain
He slits open his wrists, and lets out the pain
A sick twisted smile, curls onto his face
Whats wrong with the lonely child, who cant find his place?

Every single tear he ever shed
He replaces it with blood--and so he bled
So He layed dying, in a pool of crimson hate
It was his own doing, not a matter of fate

The blood flowed freely, as his pain shows
He feels dizzy, as his breathing slows
He took his last agonizing breath, and closed his eyes
And was cleansed of the hate and the lies

He Layed Dead, Still With A Sick Smile On His Face
Finally at Peace, Bless This Lonely Child, Who Now Found His Place