Only Words

It's all harmless fun,
He knows I'm kidding

                   He's constantly giving reasons
                   That make me want to die

Sure, he's a hideous thing,
But that's not my fault

                   He tells me how ugly I am,
                   That I'm some monstrous being

He's the biggest nerd ever
He deserves to know his level

                   He steals my glasses, hits my books
                   Tells me to stop the "genius act"

I'm always sure to tell others
How we're just playing around

                   He tells the teachers, "we're friends",
                   About how this is just "our little game"

          Soon the day came
          When the bullied
          Couldn't take it
          Another minute more

                   It's either me hanging from a ceiling,
                   Or him bleeding all over his death bed

He came over today, to my house
Told me he wanted to "play our game"

                   I never deserved this, never him,
                   But I know what he deserves, now

He took out a knife from his pocket
And I explained I meant him no harm

                   He didn't want to hurt me in that moment
                   It made him so vulnerable to myself

I apologized having realized
The true monster I had created

                   He only said sorry because
                   I chose his death over mine

          Apologies were given,
          Although never traded
          Blades were slashed,
          Blood was tossed

All I ever did to him was
Tell him words of my opinion

                   All he always did to me
                   Was put me down with insults

In return for that,
He gashed up my skin

                   In return for all his torture,
                   I sliced his wrist, stomach, and face

He walked away from my apology
Leaving me bleeding in pain

                   I walked away from false words
                   Leaving him bleeding, but alive

He didn't kill me...
I don't understand why...

                   I didn't end his life there,
                   He still had a life to suffer

           I walked to the bathroom

     He turned on the faucet

           I washed dirty blood off my blade

     He walked back in the room

           I laid the blade against his cut palm

     He gave me a look that read "murder"

           I walked to the room's corner

     He picked up an extension cord

           I tied it around the ceiling fan

     He looped it around his neck

           I lifted my feet above the ground

     He closed his eyes

           I never smiled, never showed my glee

     His chest ceased rising

           I found myself falling in flames

     He hung from my very own ceiling...

           I saw a light that took me away

     He ended his life because of me...

           I climbed a set of stairs to a golden gate

     I never meant for this...

           I stepped in - now, I live in the clouds

     I never expected this

They were only words...