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Bullies: A Tragic End

Poetry By: PoppyFey

Unfortunately bullying is a serious act that is still taking place all over the world. From young ages children are being outcast-ed and left to feel empty and self conscious. In some serious cases, this may lead to mental health issues and sadly, death. Take a moment to read this poem to see the effect it had on a dear friend of mine.

Submitted:Feb 27, 2013    Reads: 43    Comments: 4    Likes: 4   

It started with name calling and giggles in class,
it only started out small,
in every game I was always picked last,
all just because I was tall.

By next term it got worse much worse than the last,
they'd spit on my face and chase me,
I was treated like a freak, an outcast,
Nobody could save me.

I got shoved and laughed at and pushed aside,
just wishing for a friend,
they never cared how much I tried,
When, oh when will this end?

I hid my pain behind a mask,
they poked holes in my perfection,
"why are you so ugly?" they'd ask,
they made me see the wrong reflection.

At home I'd think of how to change,
I'd cut my hair and skin,
with each new style they'd call me strange,
their words cut deep within.

I felt like I had no one,
they drained me of emotion,
my darkened days had just begun,
my thoughts deep like the ocean.

They won, their words had killed me,
they changed and took away my life,
but do they feel one bit guilty?
no, not one bit, not tonight.

With nothing but emptiness left,
I feel myself fall and quit,
they've stolen my life it's theft,
tonight I can successfully end it.


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