the bully

when ever i get to school 

its always great but this day seem wrong

the other days seem so good but this day 

was terrible i had... a bully 

a bully i cant tack on 

he always would call me names like fag or ugly

i couldnt deal with the bully

he would always beat me and say its for your own good

maybe if you werent so stupid non of this would happen

but i knew it wont be true 

i would come home from school and my family would ask how did you get that bruise

or how was your day 

i would always say i ran in to a pole or my day was good 

i would always tell lies to them

when i get to school the next day 

my friends got a teacher to talk to me

and i told them everything about the bully 

but they say they would tack care of  but they never do

so after that they told me to go to lunch

and thats when it got worst they bully beat me harder

harder and harder i cant make him stop

i want to scream but all i got was just an ow 

after he stoped he picked me up and brought me to the bathroom

and he started throwing me into the walll, then the dryers

he stops and leaves

i get up and started crying

i looked in the mirror and see a kid who cant help him self

a kid who cant do anything

about this bully

my friends walks in and they try to help me and they said who did this 

i said it was the bully

the bully did this too me 

one of  my friends ran to the office to get a nurse

they come back and see me pass out

i feel like i am dying

maybe this is what the bully want

maybe

just maybe

i can be free

be free from the bully

free from the beatens

free from the name calling 

free from everything

they rush me to the hospital 

the doctor said i will be ok 

my friends come in 

and they said guess who is out their in the waiting room

i said the bully

they said yes

and i said tell him to get in here

the bully walks in and started crying and said

i am sorry for all the things i did

i didnt mean to 

they here the heart moniter go off

and i started slipping and slipping

and slipping away

my friends go get the docter 

and the bully stays behind holding my hand 

and saying stay with me

tell me you will stay with me

i want you to stay

i wanted to tell you this 

i love you but i was so jealuse of you

always getting the cute boyfriends

and always being so better then me

i want you to stay with me

the doctor comes in and tell them to get out

the doctor tried everything

but couldnt get a pulse until an hour past 

he finally got a pulse

he tells everyone that i will be ok

everyone comes back and they have tears in their eyes

and the bullys name that always bullied me was billy

now he is not a the bully anymore 

now their is no bully

no bully

i am free

free at last

This poem is about: 
Me

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