Being Bullied
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when one is bullied it can be devastating
it feels crushing
like a boulder that is to big to lift off ones body
it burns
like the way one feels when set on fire
it stings
I used to be called fat
That hurt me he most
knowing that everyone knew my insecurities killed me inside.
But that didnt stop me from trying
I tried to be normal but it didnt work
People kicked me
On this vary date,
at this vary hour,
at this vary second,
You pulled a knife to my neck
and you pushed
Since then i have been afriad..
Is this what you wanted?
Why I write, started long ago
A warm home but on the inside I was cold
With a mind full of discouragement,
Poetry became my encouragement
Emotions oozing down thru my ink
Flowing down as if I did not even think
Behind these eyes a sad girl cries.
Behind those cries a sad girl lies.
Trying to choke away the pain.
Wishing for happiness to regain.
I did it again.
I made father angry.
I don't know what I did wrong, but it must have been something.
Why else would he hit me so hard?
Mother doesn't seem to care.
She's passed out on the couch,
