fight-all-bullies

    Bullied... My eyes are stained from endless tears... A color the shade of the sky.... The sky that marked the many years... Of living behind a lie What mocks the light to spite the sad...? To fill ones heart with all things bad... The Monster’s game of hide and seek Has pushed me to my very peak.... To fill my soul with endless hate To make me lose all sense of faith... To fill my heart with much regret... That I may never hope to forget....... The darkness bathed in light... Why do you pain me so....? I cringe at your very sight... Why won’t you let me go? Your face a blur of lavish pride... What more is there for you to

Scars By: Kaede N.S. To him... I look fine, I look calm, I look okay, I look normal, I look HAPPY. I’m NOT. Underneath my plastered smile, Feigned laugh And sparkling eyes Is my BROKEN, TORTURED soul. All those nasty things That he once used to say to me, About my clothes, About imperfection, About my appearance, About my personality, Are now ETCHED onto the once PURE soul I had. My eyes might be sparkling now, But they used to be overflowing with tears After he retreated away, EVERYDAY. His words hurt me, But I didn’t want him to see me cry… So when he left...I sobbed… And let all my emotions flow freely. I&#

Making others feel worthless is what you do best Then you go and claim it was all a joke, a mere jest But your words mean more than you comprehend Your words can lose somebody their dearest friend Your jokes have taken another young life away Now the day is bleak and a cruel shade of grey Know that to obtain your one little power trip Your victim will feel as if they are being whipped So the next time you feel the urge to tease or play Be sure to always remember what happened this day Your torment stole a family member and friend And for the family, there will seem to be no end Stop the bullying before another young life is stolen

Would you still pull the trigger If the bullets were the words that you spoke? If they found them in rigor, Would you have still voiced out and pushed "Enter"? Would you still do it If you were trudging on in their shoes? There's nothing to it When others beside you don't rue it. Would you all still choose To lose your invioble humanity If you somehow knew Whose statement (was it yours?) made the news? Would you still believe those words itty-bitty If you received them by the dozens, hundreds and hordes? If that followed you home, to your sanctity, Would you be able to hold on to your sanity? Would you be able to pull out all the sword