Here is part 5 called...well Im not sure whats its called. It just came to me when I was in school watching a bullying video. Please leave me your comments and thoughts. Thanks!:)
Im here in my room
With my bloodstained sheets
With a knife in my hand
Im done being me
Im leaving this world
And going to heaven
I dont feel bad
In fact rather comforting
Its my birthday
But i just dont care
I cant take it anymore
The living nightmare
I always got bullied
And sexually abused
I sit in my room crying
Cuz i dont know what to do
I ended my life
Please dont be ashamed
How can you miss somebody
You are supposed to hate?
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Whispers
PoetryThese are poems about true events or nearly true events that happened in my life. I hope you like them and if you have a question, message me.
