#bullied poems on Hello Poetry

Zac Hill May 2015

As a child I hid behind the thick walls of my imagination
Save from those who bullied me
From those who called me names and through stuff
I was safe... but alone
The only company I had were the figures of my imagination
Inspired by Saturday morning cartoons
They were heroes
They were my friends
But imagination didn't exist in the jail I was stuck in
Eight hours a day five days a week for three long years
The teasing got worse
The bullies got nastier
The teachers cared less and less
The spark of change all happened when I was moved
The sight of that place growing smaller as we drove away
That was hell, down there in the place I now call my past
Heaven is up here where I now reside
Living life with a brighter outlook
The walls were broken down by the people I now call friends
I'm not alone anymore
Safe behind the walls of others hearts

As some know I was bullied as a child and the only thing that made me feel safe was during the weekends when I wasn't at school and could enjoy the freedom of using my imagination. I loved watching Saturday morning cartoons and made up imaginary friends from cartoon characters. But that was the past and I now live a life with many friends, real friends that make me happy.

#hell #imagination #heaven #safe #walls #bullied #hill #zac

Rachael Grace Apr 2015

Sick

I've tried a lot of things
I've prayed a lot of times
But I'm still terrified of the needle that pierces my veins

Cried and cried
Shut my eyes
Clench my fists
A pain that never seems to quit

Helpful act
Leaving nothing but a dimple
In my brain though, it's not so simple

No child
But I remember
When I was a child
Over and over
Needle after needle
Again and again
Sickness with no end

Stuck with a fear
Bred inside my head
A fight I cannot fight
A threat I will always detect

No neglect
Just a kid who hid the hounding
Behind a sickness with no end

When I was in 1st grade I was bullied a lot and had a lot of fear while at school so I would make myself sick and go home pretty often. Because no one knew I started having tests done at the hospital which involved a lot of needles.

#fear #anxiety #past #sick #school #bully #sickness #kid #little #bullied

Zac Hill Apr 2015

No Limit

There is no stop
There is no yield
Red means nothing to me
The fat lady does not sing until my last breath
They use to push me down
Point their scornful glares towards me
I laugh
They thought I was like glass and tried to shatter me
You only made me stronger
Sure I was coal back then
But thanks to you I'm a diomond
Shining brighter than you
I'm still running
Running for the Zenith of a mountain I call my life
There will always be obstacles in the way
But thanks to you I'm use to it
I do not fear the unknown anymore
I invite it
Come forward and show me what you got
I will not stop
I will not yield
Green is the only thing that means anything to mean

As a kid in Gunnison Community School (Elementary) I was bullied a lot. Students and teachers found interesting ways to put me down. To make me feel little. They called me names. Through their punches and chucked their rocks. But thanks to them I'm a stronger person. They live miserable lives because they took things for granted, but I live a happier live I strive to keep going through and accomplish my goals one by one.

#life #up #no #give #stronger #bullied #wont #hill #limit #zac

hidee makayla Apr 2015

this bully

she doesn't scare me.
but sometimes stabs me.
right through the heart.
we call this spoken art.

the way those words can burn,
the way those words return.
she wins battles of the tongue,
quick breaths of the lung.

she puts me down
makes me drown
yet still thine's friend
our friendship cannot end.

but one day I'll stand
I'll stand up for myself.

I'll burn her horrid comments
let the hatred suffice.
by then I'll be sixteen
all ready for seventeen

when I'll finally rid her
I'll finally be dapper,
look down on her insides
her insecurity reveals.

#love #me #bully #self-love #bullied

Crimson Willow Mar 2015

Bullied

A battle ravages,
Inside her head,
Words attack like savages,
Voices saying she should be dead,
And she tries to run,
But she can’t get away,
There “just having fun”,
But it’s her, who has to pay,
They’re like monsters under her bed,
That live online and at school,
The words that are said,
She feels like such a fool,
And she is screaming,
And crying,
And tears streaming,
She’s slowly dying.

#depressing #words #sad #dying #die #hurt #bullies #bullied

Dusty McCool Mar 2015

Behind the Smile

In high school middle school and even elementary
I wasn’t in the popular crowd or the cool kids
I was just on the sidelines like I wasn’t even there
I was the kid known as that fairy kid, the queer, and the ****

I wasn’t known as who I really am.

So when I walked down the halls
I could hear them call me names
I saw them point and laugh
I still do.
I can still remember everyone that has called me names. Queer
I can still feel it resonating in my head. ***
I still hear the laughter in the throbbing pain in my head
like the pressure of my blood pumping through. ****
I see their faces floating around like in the movies.

---In reality sometimes they’re gayer than me

I cried almost every time I was in the shower
No one could hear me
No one could see me
No one could feel the same way as I did

I would always look at the razors sitting there beside me
Trying to get my self to just grab it.
And see if the pain would go away with just one cut
I almost tried to commit suicide

I couldn’t use the razor
The sight of blood makes me faint,
I needed an alternative.
Then fire caught my eye,
and then my skin.

The pain felt like it was cold then like a bee sting all at once
But I did it more I could still hear those names
I could still see them staring and laughing
It wouldn’t go away
It couldn’t

I did this for months
Until I faced the truth that it would never take away the pain
The pain was there, is there, and always will be there
Their face will still laugh and taunt me in the back of my mind

But times are getting better
I have my friends and family to help
The pain is still there just not as bad with their help
But that’s the story behind the smile

And if I was gay
Does it matter?

#depression #pain #gay #anxiety #hurt #lgbt #bullied #swag

JustChloe Mar 2015

Fat

I'm fat
My stomache stretches out of its place when i eat
Don't eat
I want to look in mirror and be happy
People shouldn't tease me because I'm not skinny
be skinny
Who cares if I'm unhealthy
As long as I'm pretty

#stupid #pathetic #ugly #fat #worthless #pretty #bullied

Jared Steele Feb 2015

To the kid...

To the kid that no one sits with at lunch
To the kid that has no friends
To the kid that can't feel love
To the kid that forgot how to smile
To the kid whose parents say "why'd I have to have one like this?"

To the kid who has to inflict pain to know they're still alive
To the kid who's in an endless cycle of depression
To the kid who has funky colored hair
To the kid who has no hair
To the kid that gets battered and bruised for who they are

To the kid that yearns for attention they never get
To the kid that can't think straight
To the kid that isn't straight
To the kid that can't feel what life should be

Depression. That's all you feel
You can no longer tell what's fake and what's real
And the voices in your head-the real you is what they conceal
They tell you to pick up that knife
That's what'll make it better
So you bleed and you scream
and you plead and you try to deem
What's right and what's wrong
But in the end, is anything really....right?

Put down the knife and think back....
You're here for a reason
And no matter what that reason may be, you serve a purpose
If you think long enough, that image might start to surface
You're here for a reason...

this one's for all the kids who aren't normal

#depression #life #thoughts #self-harm #bullied #normalisnofun

Izzy Nov 2014

Haunted

I'm the misfit in the back of the room
the outcast around the corner
the shadow clinging to the walls
the bullied freak

Years of forced silence will finally be broken
when regret haunts you everyday for the things you did.

#outcast #bullied #haunted #freak

Rockie Feb 2015

Bullied

I want to shrivel like a raisin
Curl up into a ball
From your rounded little basin (of friends)
Of all the torturers, you're the most cruel
I wish to stand up to you
But my knees are to bruised
For begging for forgiveness
And my lunch money too
But I can't and I shan't
And I never shall
As I'm the weak little girl
Bullied by *all

Note: I have never been bullied. I just wanted to write a poem about it.

#weak #begging #cruel #bully #bruise #bullies #beg #bullied #bruised #shrivel