All The Pain

All The Pain

A Poem by Death

I know this has been said before (not the poem, but the facts and what not). It gets me every time. Please take it seriously, it isn't a joke. I hope you enjoy. <3

The bully,
Messed with me,
Every moment,
every day.
Just one kick,
Just one push,
And all the pain

The knife,
Sitting on the counter,
Watched as if
a bomb.
Just one cut,
Just one stab,
And all the pain 
would end.

The gun,
Hidden in the pocket.
Thought of every class period,
every day.
Just one shot,
Just one bullet,
And all the pain
would end.

The rope,
Hanging in the garage,
The last option,
if everything else failed.
Just one loop,
Just one knot,
And all the pain
would end.
The end
Didn't have to be this way.
Struggled so long,
ended so quick.
Could have been prevented,
Could have been stopped,
And all the pain,
would have ended. 


:::Facts::: 1 out of 4 teens are bullied; As many as 160,000 students don't go to school because they are afraid of being bullied; More than 4,000 people committee suicide because of a form of bullying. :::

Please: Don't be afraid to speak up and help. You won't just be saving them. Get them the help they need.

© 2012 Death

Author's Note

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a sensitive subject that has been on the radar lately

happens too often here in these hallowed halls

Posted 7 Years Ago

Yes, it does it make sense and this is obviously a topic that should never be taken lightly. It takes guts to speak out about it and not be silenced by the people who are causing all the pain. It flowed well and the stanza breaks make each section stand out.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on June 19, 2012
Last Updated on June 19, 2012
Tags: Bullying, Self harm, suicide




I tend to write stories and never finish them.... -.- I mainly post poetry. Usually about my feelings or experiences. more..

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