a poem about bullying

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like lions they prowl,
i am their meat

leeching off me, feeding on my pain.
Why cant the bullying end?
I try so hard, not to cry,
they drink my tears,
bask in my misery,
writhe in my mind,
haunt my every nightmare,
these warped monsters, in burbury clothing,
mocking me, making me feel small,
they wont leave me alone,
Im sick, i want to cry, Break down at their feet
im defenceless, law and rule stop me
no one helps me, all they get is detention,
'they cant help it, they need attention'
Spit in my face and laugh at my pain, the way i feel, im low, i want to die
im burning up with hate, losing my mind, on the edge, going to snap,
no realease, no way to escape, the walls closing around me, If i could walk, id run away,
if i could talk id scream, if i had arms id fight.
Like a sword in my neck, they cut my heart to shreads.
through blood and tears i tread,
my heart is broken, my soul...
dead...

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These are my real feelings. Please comment.

That's a very good poem.

Nailed it.

I feel the same way. They're like panting dogs who do all that they can to press our "pain" button.

In my poem, I told them to acknowledge the real because that's exactly who we are: real people with real feelings.

You know that warm and fuzzy feeling you get when you do something nice? I wish they'd have a Bully Breakdown and from then on be kind to people.

nice poem
sorry about your torment
I think these days too many people don't see others as people too

i used to get bullied. These were my feelings, but im not tormented anymore.
I got really depressed and I tried to hang myself.
My mum caught me, and stopped me. That was 1 and a half years ago. That was how i felt at the time.

Im in a different school now, and i feel fine now.

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that was lame...
Sorry, that was really sappy, childish, and a bit whiny.

thanks for the critisim. i need it lol

Sorry I was so harsh.
It's just that people need to realize that writing poems about bullies has been done so many times that it's not even original in the slightest.

Oh, quiet.

You want to see an original poem? Read mine at http://www.geocities.com/zinites_page/poetry.html. His wasn't bad either.

Sometimes, poetry isn't created for originality, but as a means of expression.

Kris94,
It's a sad poem, although it's good.

At the risk of sounding patronising, I think it's an amazingly good poem for a thirteen-year-old!