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Picked on. (Long poem written by me...DONT STEAL!)
Picked on
I've been Abused
I've Been Hurt
My feelings cant take it anymore
Life is the problem
My life is the Pain
Laughed at
Made fun of
Being picked on
Words that Abuse me
Dont believe
When these words Tell lies
I've been pushed to the edge
My life being Pounded on
When Push comes to Shove
In your Parents Come
Laughing
Hitting
Then it comes to Kill
"Were not laughing with you"
"Were laughing at you"
Those are the Hurtful words to whom they concern
When Pain shows how much you've been pushed
A Knife in my hand
Thinking "I CAN!"
One Slice
One cut
One Drop of blood
And one Laugh
To Tears of my own
Looking into the sky
Why is my life like this
I'm Slowly dieing
My heart Broken
My Eyes slowly shut
My hands hold that very weapon
Should i give up?
One more slash
One More Cut
And one more drop of blood
And Just one more laugh
The tears of my own fall to the ground
My body suddenly stops.
Am i dead?
Or am i just Dreaming of Pain that people have caused me
My Hands Open
The Weapon falls
My Eyes are Shut
My Body is still
Everyone Laughing
Happiness fills the air
Once i'm gone
This isnt a dream
This is Real
To be like this is it to me?
Can it be that i have Commited
Suicide?
Or have but a family member sliced my last Hope
Of being Picked on
Tears are falling as they notice
This isnt a joke
Screaming
Tears
Ambulance
Flashing Lights
Red
Sirens
Yelling
A one
White light
Could it be
What you call Heaven?
Crying
Pressure being given
Or could it be Real life.
My eyes are open my body is moving my hands close
Into a fist
This isnt Heaven or hell
This is real
A patch over my arms
My hands
And my Body
I have Died
My heart is Alone
My Heart will always be broken
From being Picked on.
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