Burns run along my body
Scars to compete with them
They aren't all physiological,
But a lot of them are
Words and phrases leave
Me beaten up and shaken
Those hurtful sounds
Light a fire up inside me
As a disappointment though
They don't make the blaze roar
Enough to stop them
I want it-
NO
I need it to stop
Just like an inferno
They feed on my anger
And scorch me down to crisp
Why can't they leave me alone?
Why do I let the smoke get in my eyes?
It repeats and repeats
Until little old me
Is a shrunken pile of ashes
Waiting to be blown
Away
This is the life of some people
Unnecessary words are used to beat them
Black and blue
Timid kids tell everybody
I'm fine
Or
I'm okay
Check their smile
And maybe even
Their
Wrists
Too
Reading this you're probably thinking
Well, she's depressing
This is the truth
Don't learn to live with it
Learn to hate these bullying acts so much
You feel as if they are happening to
You
To make sure this isn't happening to anyone
Be sure you aren't the cause of their problems
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Alone, nothing to see, hear, smell Nothing to do All alone for there is nothing Only darkness with a flash of light in the distance
4 comments:
My god. This is dark. I don't think people understand that words can hurt.
I agree with C. Claw, this is so dark, but so true.
This is so true. It's so sad, and it's even more sad to think that this is a lot of people's lives summed up like this. I hate it when people think of only themselves and try to make people feel what they're feeling. If you feel so bad then why do you force that down other's lungs. Why do you let them breath your words? It's so sad. SO sick. I love the person, but I hate their actions. There's one way they can go. One person we all will own up to. For everything. Every idle word. They'll pay up to God, but we're all given a chance to live. To have him in our hearts. TO have a father, a friend, a comforter. Someone who will never let go. It's right in front of us. We just have to reach out, ask for him to forgive us and to come into our hearts. We need to pray to God. We need to tank him fro dying for us an for raising up from the grave to be with us. He's so real. And we'll either figure that out when we have a chance, or when it's too late.
God bless you all. I'm praying for you.
I agree with C. Claw, this is so dark, but so true.
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