Class of 2018
It’s sickening.
Makes me want to vomit.
Makes me wonder what this Earth wants
And why everyone’s on it.
2018 was supposed to be
The year I graduate,
The year of my dreams.
Why did this happen?
What did I ever do
To deserve a bullet through my heart
That hit my moms too?
I’m 17 years old and there’s so much I’ll never accomplish
I could have been an astronaut, blasting off in my rocket.
Or maybe a scientist
Or even a teacher.
Doesn’t matter now,
I’ll never get to be either.
I’ll never get married, never have kids.
Never got to thank God and pray for my sins.
I woke up this morning, wanting to stay home
But instead I went to school,
I entered the danger zone.
The guns went off as I strolled down the hall.
I wasn’t sure what happened as I saw my friend fall.
And then I saw it but it was too late.
This white kid by the door had just chosen my fate.
Before I could help it, I’d fallen too.
I looked around but no one would stop.
Everywhere I looked another body dropped.
“Please stop!” I tried and tried to scream.
He didn’t hear me or so it seems.
I could no longer hear the bangs as the ringing in my ears took over
I looked back at the ceiling, my hair falling off of my shoulder.
It’s true what they say- about your life flashing through your eyes
I can’t believe this is happening,
I can’t believe I’m about to die.
Mom? Are you there mom? Are you close by?
It’s really happening, mom, I’m losing my life.
I love you mom,
Dad and chris too
Please get as far as you can,
I’ll see you all soon.