Insanity 101

There once was a man, a teacher in the depths of North Carolina
Where the hot sun would make a blind man blinder.
Things seemed so normal and dull with this man's life
He held a loving family -- hound, children, and a wife.
But who knew that one day, this brady bunch man
Would come up one day with a horrid plan
One that would span
Around the land?

Aaron is the name, but what does it matter?
He would be referred by a number, despite the latter.
However, this man was a somebody in other's lives
Tainted they were, running with guns and knives.
Aaron made it a struggle for a check
Usually finding things of his to be lest than perfect.
Those rotten kids, he didn't know the names who should hold the blame
This was one reason why he would succumb to being insane.

The students were unteachable
All around unreachable.
This put Aaron at ease, since they wore dumb on their sleeves.
All except one: One who ground his gears.
He hated this child, hated him to tears.
A child who recieved "A's", who would be a doctor one day.
Teachers were supposed to encourage, Aaron was supposed to be like this child's dad.
But, what could you except, from a person going mad?
Being corrected in class steamed his ass
It made him hurt because this was a kid who HAD to pass.
A child who would be something, better than Aaron...to be something.
Aaron, would forever remain a big nothing.
This child was dumb, an idiot hidden in disguise!
Aaron assued himself, tried to see it beneath lies.
It was obvious it was hard for Aaron to maintain.
Common for a man with something wrong with his brain.

A scheme to dumb down the class was in his dome.
To get the kid, and make him never return home.
With the best intention, avoiding suspension
A little paperball made it's way, the "baller" recieved detention.
Aaron stayed and the two played a stare down game that would never be the same.
The star student could see his teacher...going insane.

Detention ended and the child was walking home
Aaron would follow in his Benz, following where he would roam.
Six blocks until the child knew he was being followed, and then he ran!
A chance for Aaron to stop, but he didn't give a damn.
He floored the pedal behind the child.
Blaring his horn, going wild!
The child, on foot dashed streets and sidewalks with his crazed teacher on his tail
The teacher was unfortunately following the trail.
The sun blared
Aaron didn't care.
The child's legs moved faster
Away from his teacher who was getting madder.
Madder..
Madder...

Just the two in the country air, with nobody there.
No witnesses, nobody here.
Until the child thought he was in the clear.
Safety, safety was near.
Aaron suddenly shifted in his seat
as they both entered concrete.
And the child, bled with one final trip
As blood splattered from more than his busted lip.
From his throat, his ribs, and face
Metallic, thin, liquid was all he could taste.
In a jealous rage, Aaron emerged with a knife the size of his hand
Began chopping and slashing at the young man
He was too right, no ounce of his body thought he was wrong
It was evident that his brain was gone.

Arms grabbed Aaron as the child writhered in own pool
Aaron looked down at the self proclaimed fool.
A crowd of spectators saw, stood in awe.
Arrived too late, just in time at what they saw
Aaron looked at his clothes, now blood-stained
Now he was aware, that he became deranged.
That something was wrong with his brain.
That he had become insane.

$$ Before you review, know that I was just playing around. I might come up with a short comic book like realm, and this poem was actually inspired after I finally beat Batman: Arkham Asylum. [Whoo!] So yeah, just be loose and don't think that this is how I actually...think. $$