They wreak havoc and pain in our world

Yet it seems like in today's world they can't be stopped

What gives bullies the drive to hurt others every day?

Is it because of their home life?

Was it because of something we did long ago in a past life?

Either way something has to give in order for it to break

The cycle of pain must end soon before the suicide rates continue to climb

And we lose more of our precious youth to the deadly assassin we call Suicide

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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