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Kazian Dec 2015
It's either a whisper or an outburst
Either way it's done on purpose to make the target uncomfortable.

The target is better off not to hear any of those bullying comments,
although they hurt either way.
SHHHHH make sure she just gets our bullying point...
We're too smart to incriminate ourselves.
SNIDE & SHARP
BIG & SMALL
Those bricks pile higher and higher to build the target a big, strong invisible prison.

BE STRONG, DON'T SAY A WORD
SHUT YOUR EYES, YOUR MOUTH & SANITY OFF!!!

While the bullies dreaming the target can't sleep.

They collect the weak and meek or those who won't fight.
If you can't beat em' do you join 'em?
You know if you try to fight 'em you're bound to be next right?

It's wrong So wrong
So hurtful & damaging
ANXIETY, STRESS, PANIC & PUKE why not add some more to boot?
STROKES & SEIZURES, ULCERS & *****...why are the good ones the ones who lose?

Is this how giving, caring & loving humans are treated?
Oh nooooo, not here....we preach respect  then abuse it!

The bully is there no matter what, if you don't join them they lose their power! KNOW IT! LIVE IT! Don't take the cheap, easy & morally wrong road!
BOW, COW & FOLLOW OR
GROW UP, STAND UP, STEP UP & STICK UP!

Don't let anyone change who you are inside
Because from yourself you cannot hide!
Kazian May 2015
So furry and snuggly but not too much...simply a touch
Are we gonna run run? Where are we going mum?
Can I follow you upstairs so I can get under your feet while you try to get ready? I'm so excited to get to the trees, the dirt, the slime of the bog of eternal stench. Please don't shower me off if I get too stinky by maybe rolling in a dead animal left in our sanctuary. I just want to run and chase the deer. I'll come back to you no matter what Mum cause I love you, you know exactly where and how hard to scratch my *** mum! You feed me too and give me that tasty orange stuff. I know when you're gonna give it to me cause I have memorized the sound of the package when you take it out of the fridge. Ok Ok I'm just so excited I can't concentrate on one thing. You tell me to go get my collar...I think I know what you mean. I'll go look for it. I found it, let's goooooooo mum. Spin spin spin around we're close to the door now so it's going to be soon.  I know you want me to calm down mum but I just don't think I can! Oh wow , we're going out the door....
Trying to read my Akita's minds...ya not gonna ever happen. LOL I'm no poet nor writer...but this sure is becoming a fantastic outlet. Thanks for reading and liking it's so encouraging and beyond uplifting for me. Especially at this nasty time in my life!
  May 2015 Kazian
Kelley A Vinal
It's so lovely out here
I think I'd be okay if I never went inside again
All I'd need is paper and a pen

And maybe a little food
  May 2015 Kazian
Just Melz
The truth is bleeding out of my pores
And yet the feelings are all bottled up inside
I fall out of my skin, disappearing out the back door
Losing my mind, struggling to find the best place to hide
Running laps around the sounds of my own screams
Trying to decide which dreams I should or should not believe
Thinking that my life is no more than it seems
And these struggles I have are sent by the devil to deceive
It works; the lies, the hate, the pain that I'm put through
It makes me break down and I get scared of the truth
But the suicidal thoughts in my mind all lead back to you
And the tears that stream down my cheeks burn like a fire
That's bigger than all the flames of rage from my youth
It hurts; it builds in my soul before it pours out my eyes
Becoming rivers that flood my life with disguises and lies
I don't know how to make it all fade away, to disappear
Because it's more than I can handle and I hate to admit it
But it fuels my spirit and awakens all my childhood fears
Chilling me to my core, causing me to give up, simply quit
How do I do that? How do I commit myself to suicide?
Is that what I really want? Is that truly what I need?
Do I believe that my life is only my choice to decide?
And if I hide in the corners of my mind, will I still bleed?
These are the things I ask myself every morning when I wake up
As I stare at all the sugar settled at the bottom of my coffee cup
Then the caffeine hits me and I finally start to think clearly
What was I thinking? There is no way in hell I'll ever give up
Meant to be a slam/spoken word poem.
www.gofundme.com/r5wnpsd5
^This just explains more plainly what I'm going through.
Copy and paste to read it if you can, thank you.
  May 2015 Kazian
Just Melz
I don't know
   If we're supposed to float along
        On a gentle breeze
     Or on a rolling ocean
With our minds at ease
         Or if it's a little bit of both
    And you just gotta believe

But I do know one thing
  Whichever way that you choose
          Life is never very easy
  But when happiness is on the line
     You have **nothing to lose
  May 2015 Kazian
Just Melz
I can only be whole
And actually be myself
Or
I can hide who I truly am
And I'll simply be broken

There's no inbetween
Right now... I'm broken...
www.gofundme.com/r5wnpsd5
I'm
Not
Afraid
Of
The
Dark...

I'm
Afraid
Of
What
Might
Be
Hiding
In
The
Dark
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