They Made Him...

by AnaumS

They made him fight 'till the end.
They made him have no second thoughts.
They made him feel like he wanted his world to end.
They made him fight 'till his death-
fight with himself.
They made want to cry, shout, and scream-
cut a knife through his thin skin.
Prick his heart with a tiny pin, 
lay in his grave- with a victorious smile. Thinking for once in his life, he did something right.
They made him unstable, they made him weak.
He fought a battle..alone. Where his head always went to his feet.
Against tens and thousands- THEY were the ones who caused it.
They?
Who were they?
They were the letters that made words.
They were the words that became that became sentences.
They were the sentences that became:
        thoughts-               opinions-
statements-            truth-              lie-
                      gossip-
That flew out of so and so's mouth with their expressions-
Disgust,    Anger,   Hatred.
That he dealt with every
                               single
                                     day.
And it was they...
It was they that made him go into a dark abyss.
Into a never ending darkness.
But it was also they that helped him-
They that gave him love when no one else did.

It was they that healed him...
                                       But also they that killed him.