Bullying Pain
I feel my throbbing heart leaping out of my chest
and I feel my eyes expanding miles past its normal size,
and as my eyes start stinging more and more, and I am seeing less and less
my knees start to weaken under my weight of sorrow
which moves faster and faster to every centimeter of my body.
And as the hardship grows every second, every day
I feel the world’s hands, pushing me away
This one school, this one person, can rule my world
Nothing can be said, nothing can be done, so I will speak not one word
And when they are taunting me, I do not – cannot – speak; it is like their hands made of ice are
tightening their grip around my throat
And as I stare at them, my eyes sting, and all I see is a blur, and I do not float –
I sink.
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