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I am a victim. I have been bullied to death.
Everyday is a torture, a nightmare that walks out of the shadows of the mind. Everyday is filled with monsters disguised as teens like me – teens who hate me. Why am I so different? What have I done to be so different?
I look into a mirror and the reflection that stares back is dark. Black hair frames pale skin and dull blue eyes. Fear hides behind those eyes and the smile worn every now and then. This is who I am. Why will no accept me for that?
This is the end. I'm finished and I am not going down alone.
In my dreams I see the dear plan of action. They will all suffer; they will all feel the pain I have felt for too long. Too long have I sat and listened to them, too long have I sat and done nothing. They will pay. I will make sure of that.
Down one, down two, down three. I am immortal. I am God. Here my prayer and die at my feet. Bleed at my feet, I am the power behind this all. From then to now you will regret everything you have ever said to me – I will make sure of that.
Cock the gun and pull the trigger. Down one, down two, down three. I win the war; I win your life. I will strip your body of your life as you have stripped me of my soul. How does it feel now?
I want you to hear me and you damn well will now. Before I pull the trigger, open your ears and listen to my voice. When hell takes you down, run because I will be after you. If heaven takes you, I will find my way to you. You cannot run, you cannot hide.
You beg for your life. Give me one reason why you deserve to live. Give me one reason why I should spare you your life when you took mine without a care. Give me one reason why I should not pull the trigger. Your answer is not good enough.
You laughed the moment I stepped into view. You laughed when you saw my pain, my scars. You laughed at my loss. You laughed at everything. Now is my time to laugh at you when your heart stops beating.
'I'll see you on the other side.'
Everyday is a torture, a nightmare that walks out of the shadows of the mind. Everyday is filled with monsters disguised as teens like me – teens who hate me. Why am I so different? What have I done to be so different?
I look into a mirror and the reflection that stares back is dark. Black hair frames pale skin and dull blue eyes. Fear hides behind those eyes and the smile worn every now and then. This is who I am. Why will no accept me for that?
This is the end. I'm finished and I am not going down alone.
In my dreams I see the dear plan of action. They will all suffer; they will all feel the pain I have felt for too long. Too long have I sat and listened to them, too long have I sat and done nothing. They will pay. I will make sure of that.
Down one, down two, down three. I am immortal. I am God. Here my prayer and die at my feet. Bleed at my feet, I am the power behind this all. From then to now you will regret everything you have ever said to me – I will make sure of that.
Cock the gun and pull the trigger. Down one, down two, down three. I win the war; I win your life. I will strip your body of your life as you have stripped me of my soul. How does it feel now?
I want you to hear me and you damn well will now. Before I pull the trigger, open your ears and listen to my voice. When hell takes you down, run because I will be after you. If heaven takes you, I will find my way to you. You cannot run, you cannot hide.
You beg for your life. Give me one reason why you deserve to live. Give me one reason why I should spare you your life when you took mine without a care. Give me one reason why I should not pull the trigger. Your answer is not good enough.
You laughed the moment I stepped into view. You laughed when you saw my pain, my scars. You laughed at my loss. You laughed at everything. Now is my time to laugh at you when your heart stops beating.
'I'll see you on the other side.'
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This is a piece I wrote a while ago, one that I've help onto. It means a lot to me.
I suffered a lot of bullying through elementary and secondary school. I turned my pain onto myself, but i know other kids turn their pain on the people who cause it.
I think that a school shooting was one of my biggest fears in high school. Why? I'm not really sure.
I suffered a lot of bullying through elementary and secondary school. I turned my pain onto myself, but i know other kids turn their pain on the people who cause it.
I think that a school shooting was one of my biggest fears in high school. Why? I'm not really sure.
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10/10 would put into Chicken Soup for the Teen Soul III
but no srsly I would
but no srsly I would