A poem that made me cry

I am One of Them

By Thayer Mangeres

(TEENAGE DIRTBAG)

A squirrel, two sparrows.
A crippled dog.
Hit. Grasp, save, grasp, hit, miss.
Miss. Miss again.
And I see your eyes.
Fur, feathers. Blood. And that noise.
Tree, fence, sunshine. Miss. Save.
Hit. Hit again. And that noise.
Sparrow.
I’d pick you up from the grass.
But there’s nowhere to take you...
I am one of them.
Sister of mine, don’t worry.
Hit, miss, save.
Skin, bruises, blood.
And I see your eyes too, Sister.
I say don’t worry, but what am I going to do?
I’d pick you up, but where would I take you?
I am one of them.

What i neglected to confess

It was only a click, a tick, a stutter
then suddenly my mind did clutter.

Paranoid of Depression around the corner,
with a dagger i was slain.
Who else was their to blame, other than the change
in times lest habits of the game we play.

It's gray and black and even blue,
no one ever dares to dance to the toon.
Now let me tell you about a dream i had,

Something I've never told mom and dad (shhhhh)
the one I've suffered every day.
In it every agonizing way
to die and come back when i awake,
to realize it was all just fake.
It starts out with this tamed black lab,
who follows me around just a tab.

Guards me close like a child,
Silent like death- but reaks of hope.
Oh i love this DOG! namelss it may be
on day it will name me
its proud owner, no mistake
first i have to partake- in the dream.

so it starts out in a Forrest, i sit on the floor,
their nothing around me, just silence and gore.

baffled i ponder how it smells so grim,
and anxious to know when the game will begin.
hiding my face from any small light,
almost shitting myself from the fright.
My eyes adjusting so slowly to glows,
just to search vainly on the dim lit floor.
out of the corner of my eye,
the pooch comes to spy.
My assent to insanity,
my contribute to humanity.
comes it hardly, rubs against my by and by,
i follow it quietly past the guy
i did not see standing against the flesh strung wall
he follows us tacitly down the long hall.
I sense him i spring into a great sprint,
Until he appears in front and gave me a hint.

"It's no use running, you stupid brave cunt"
he retorted, ha sputtered, oh just too blunt.
I slipped and ran the other way
still unsure if my sanity was astray.
"I will say it once more,
get down on the floor,
or face a pain like no otherbefore"
belched he in many voices
making one too many noises.

"shut up! your not real.
I know your a lie,
Or realy not alive."meakly said I.

"i warned you, no get down on your knees,
and bid a dew, your sanity"

and with a gash and a smirk,
maybe a flint too
he kicked me down,
and beat me up- i swear i didn't frown

as i laughed i just said,
right 'fore i went dead
ill be back tomorrow
so prepare- ill be back with the battle