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I remember the first day,  I walked into class, At seven years old saying "This will be a blast!" The classroom was full, the bell did ring Lessons being taught, so it begins Recess starts, the teams are split Standing alone, the last one picked Slowly it starts, as laughter and fun but deep inside, I am seeing no sun The nicknames had started, not laughing inside but what did I do, starting to cry Never belonging or being accepted being myself, I felt dissected From 2nd to 3rd and up into 8th grade the bullies got worse, fearing into fade Freshman to Senior, I thought I was stronger Hitting my point, it started to boil over It was one little word that threw me over the edge Couldn't take it no more, all that was said I stood up to the bully, on that great day, all was released, feeling no shame But it doesn't stop there, the torment goes on At night, I dont sleep, I just sing a song That song never ends, forever on that round it never skips a beat, listen to the sound Decades goes on, never forgetting the names What has happened to me? Am I going insane? These are the first names that tortured my young soul Always in my mind, but never letting go So Danny, Robert, Terry and Andy You are not very special or very well dandy! Oh Michael and Chuck and Bill, I remember stand up to call, hell is your number Chris, Steven, and even Brad Life's but a mystery,  so why are you so sad I tried to forgive you deep in my heart Why did you bully me? TEARING MY WORLD APART!!
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 10:04 AM UTC
Bullied
I remember the first day,  I walked into class, At seven years old saying "This will be a blast!" The classroom was full, the bell did ring Lessons being taught, so it begins Recess starts, the teams are split Standing alone, the last one picked Slowly it starts, as laughter and fun but deep inside, I am seeing no sun The nicknames had started, not laughing inside but what did I do, starting to cry Never belonging or being accepted being myself, I felt dissected From 2nd to 3rd and up into 8th grade the bullies got worse, fearing into fade Freshman to Senior, I thought I was stronger Hitting my point, it started to boil over It was one little word that threw me over the edge Couldn't take it no more, all that was said I stood up to the bully, on that great day, all was released, feeling no shame But it doesn't stop there, the torment goes on At night, I dont sleep, I just sing a song That song never ends, forever on that round it never skips a beat, listen to the sound Decades goes on, never forgetting the names What has happened to me? Am I going insane? These are the first names that tortured my young soul Always in my mind, but never letting go So Danny, Robert, Terry and Andy You are not very special or very well dandy! Oh Michael and Chuck and Bill, I remember stand up to call, hell is your number Chris, Steven, and even Brad Life's but a mystery,  so why are you so sad I tried to forgive you deep in my heart Why did you bully me? TEARING MY WORLD APART!!
This one is dedicated to every victim of bullying around the world. Its not right. Together we are strong. Please share as much as possible as my gift to those without a voice!
silent-screams
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 10:04 AM UTC
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