Bethany Maxwell

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Dead Boys Poem - Poem by Bethany Maxwell

The child sits and weeps,
How could this be all that matters,
Why did this have to hurt so deep,
How could this be life?

The child sits with the pain inside,
He sits with his heart in his chest,
‘How could I have died? ’
Is all he thinks, he forgets the rest.

The child’s eyes closed so tight,
His fists clenched so strong
He feels the night,
He knows everything that happened was wrong.

The child stands and looks into the houses light
He stares at not the window,
Not at the sight,
Yet only for the weeping widow.

The child stands holding the gun,
The gun he died holding,
As he remembers his father killing him, his only son
He remembers his father scolding.

He knows he took a life,
Yet he knows his father took his,
He remembers not the taking of his father’s life,
Only the pain of his father stealing his.

His eyes so dark,
His mind so lost,
His hand tracing deaths mark,
As he remembers it’s cost.

He remembers the scene, the time,
He remembers the look in his father’s face,
He remembers doing the crime,
He remembers seeing the pain in his father’s face.

But then his memory stops,
And reality takes place,
For this is when he dropped,
This is when life left his face.

He walks past,
To eternity; to roam
Of all his memories this shall be his last
For this is the dead boy’s poem.

Comments about Dead Boys Poem by Bethany Maxwell

  • (9/14/2009 6:14:00 PM)

    oh that is so touching and sad..and you know how to dive deeply in others's emotions...may be for that you felt my poem watchful eyes guarding your heart too is guarding children's souls....excellent (Report) Reply

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  • (9/14/2009 5:46:00 PM)

    a sad story but a great poem (Report) Reply

  • (6/30/2008 11:04:00 PM)

    WOW....that was so nicley written! ! ! Good Job! Keep It Up! ! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 30, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 15, 2009

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