starburstz91
2nd Level Orange Feather
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This weight of
Saddness
Has rushed through me.
I begin to weep in tears that
I can't help
And I begin to wish
I was never born.
I begin to wish
And dream
Of being somewhere else
That isn't so happy.
And to switch the lives of a person
Who doesn't have it so bad.
Who doesn't have the sorrow
That weeps through me day
And day.
I start to yell
I start to scream
And then I start to cry.
I can't cry in front of him
Because he isn't a bully.
He's worse than that.
Ignore and he continues to
Tease
And hate
On me.
It hurts to know that he knows
That he knows how
Weak I am
For crying in front of him
While I try to be tough.
While I try to yell back
And pick on him
And then I'm trying to make
Peace
In the most ironic way.
By yelling
And hitting
And screaming.
I can't help it.
I leave it.
I leave it on the floor
And I don't bother to pick
The pieces of my heart and
Courage up.
I'm done
And I go into my closet
I go into my little space
Where I feel like I am safe.
In my mind
As I lay in my bed
I cry.
And I remind myself
That I can't do what he can do to me.
I can't cause pain to someone
Like he can.
I'm tired of standing up for myself
And trying to be happy
That I fall
And crash in my own wishes.
Saddness
Has rushed through me.
I begin to weep in tears that
I can't help
And I begin to wish
I was never born.
I begin to wish
And dream
Of being somewhere else
That isn't so happy.
And to switch the lives of a person
Who doesn't have it so bad.
Who doesn't have the sorrow
That weeps through me day
And day.
I start to yell
I start to scream
And then I start to cry.
I can't cry in front of him
Because he isn't a bully.
He's worse than that.
Ignore and he continues to
Tease
And hate
On me.
It hurts to know that he knows
That he knows how
Weak I am
For crying in front of him
While I try to be tough.
While I try to yell back
And pick on him
And then I'm trying to make
Peace
In the most ironic way.
By yelling
And hitting
And screaming.
I can't help it.
I leave it.
I leave it on the floor
And I don't bother to pick
The pieces of my heart and
Courage up.
I'm done
And I go into my closet
I go into my little space
Where I feel like I am safe.
In my mind
As I lay in my bed
I cry.
And I remind myself
That I can't do what he can do to me.
I can't cause pain to someone
Like he can.
I'm tired of standing up for myself
And trying to be happy
That I fall
And crash in my own wishes.