words stinging my heart
my heart stopping
eyes watering
smile dropping
they said it once again
she's fat
she's ugly
she's smells
her clothes are shit
she's stupid
she's messy
she's a bad friend
no, terrible
even worse, horrible
i don't mind really.
i look into the mirror
i lay my eyes over my body
and see what the said
i see that i'm fat
i'm ugly
i'm a horrible friend
but that's what bullies do
bullies shove words down your throat until you choke and scream for help.
you turn purple from lack of air
you turn purple from the pills you took.
"words kill" i was told
they sure do
because the girl i used to be
is now dead and trapped inside of me
i once was able to eat
i once was able to love life
but now that's impossible
because they sit there and tell me things
things i don't want to hear
because i want my name out
i want me to be able to live
but with them in my life i'm dead
"words kill" they said
and i get as everyone looked at me
laying dead in a casket
being hulled down into the ground
i bet they believed words kill
YOU ARE READING
opinionated - first draft
Poetryto them, i speak too loudly for a girl my thoughts scattered my sense nonexistent to them i'm opinionated, and just not listening to the patriarchy. -w.e.
