Troubled and hurt
He decided to end his life then and there
They would bully him and tease
Just because he was petite and obese?
They would chuck his head down the commode
And his personal pictures to the others they showed
Ashamed and misheard
He began to take a leap down the building, unheard
As if a miracle had happened
His shoulder an unknown hand grasped
Startled, he turned around to face a man with a sad gaze
"Why are you doing this, dear boy?
The will to live, it's not that easy to destroy
For you to take this step, you must have gone through a lot
And your past, I know I have no right to ask, so I shall not
But tell me, child, why did you do this?
Did you not think about your family and the future you'll miss?"
Distracted by the man's sudden change of tense to past
He looked below him, aghast
The dead body of a young boy
Spluttering blood and lying on the ground like some worn-out toy
His eyes still wide open even after death
The mouth gaped open as if begging for one last breath
Alas! It was too late to turn back now
He had realized that the man was the reaper
And the dead body his
Now he only hoped to live in heaven in a bliss
