My Poems

Bullying

Roses are dead,
Violets are dying,
Outside I'm smiling,
Inside I'm crying.
The words are like knives,
The laughs are acid,
The names are chains,
Pulling me down,
In a sea of sorrow.
Drowning and drowning
Is all I do
Till a hand lifts me up,
Now my friends
Keep me afloat.
But after awhile,
They let me drop,
Back in the water,
Back into sorrow.
After some time,
I learned to swim,
But new friends came,
And held me up.
But just like the others,
They let me fall.
Over the years,
It repeats over and over,
And now,
I keep myself afloat,
In this sea of sorrow.
I become friends,
With my monsters,
That live in the depths,
Of the sea of sorrow.

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