Number 7

Number 7


He woke up screaming
From another nightmare
Tears slipped from both eyes
You could tell he was scared

He reached under his pillow
To seek his drug
A knife lay there
It was his warm hug

His arms were bloodstained
But not for long
He went in the shower
For over an hour

After he got dressed
And picked up his bag
He went to the mirror
And put on his mask

He got to the school
Happy as any boy could be
Friends laughing, smiling
Too bad they couldn't see

It was night time now
He went to the locker room
He changed in a stall
He couldn't show them all

He put on his tights
And slipped on his jersey
Put on his helmet
For all to see

Walked onto the field
Jersey read: KEVIN
A.K.A. Mr. Touchdown
Player number: 7

Best player, he was
Jonathan "Mr. Touchdown" Kevin
Scored many that night
Played with all his might

Went home with a victory
The season had its run
The team was undefeated
All players but one

He was so popular
Why did he feel otherwise?
He walked over to the mirror
And took off his disguise

A knife in his hand, tears in his eyes
Slit his throat, muffling his cries
Dropped to the floor, hand and note
Tear-stained paper, he wrote:

"Family, friends
It wasn't your fault
Don't cry for me
I sought solace and lost

I've always been sad
But not like this
These nightmares have been plaguing me
I've never found bliss

My love for you is strong
What I did was wrong
But I've finally found that peace
I've been searching for so long"

And with that said
His spirit left earth
Player number 7
Finally found heaven