I felt so hurt inside

didn't know whether to live or die

never smiled because all I did was cry

as I let your abusive words eat into my soul

I thought how can a person be so cold?

word after word, syllable after syllable

I slowly started to die

by giving the bully satisfaction

to see the power the bully had over me

 was like I was the bully's product because I know satisfaction was guaranteed 

as the tears poured from my eyes

I questioned myself was I alive ?

I thought this was america, land of the free and home of the brave

I knew right there that I wasn't free I was living as the bully slave.

-JvyonnaDills