Too Late.

Too Late.

A Poem by oli the outcast
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bullying, and what can happen to the victim.

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one day you decided to call me names
and one day I believed you
so that night I skipped dinner
so I could be pretty and thinner
but no one ever noticed because I was still fat
and I was still a target for your bat

people noticed my bad eating habits
so I ate and purged it all instead
all because I let your words
snake their way into my head
and no one ever noticed because the weight stayed
and you still made fun of me everyday

but I couldnt stand only controlling my food
so I started cutting myself too
all because I listen to what you have to say
people can tell me it's wrong but I see
what they do
looking in the mirror back at me
and no one ever noticed because I blamed the cat
and you still thought to carve in "FAT"

and I couldn't deal with it all anymore
so I left a note on my bathroom floor
cut as deep and bad as I liked
as the blood seeped into your life
and I killed myself that day
and you felt bad, and people noticed all that had happened.
but you were all too late.

© 2013 oli the outcast


Author's Note

oli the outcast
I semi-like this one. I'm not completely confident with it yet, so please tell me anyway I can improve! ^_^

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I am totally and completely in love with this poem! This is reality and what happens when people are bullied and pushed too far. This really speaks to me. It's sad because it's true, but it's beautiful because to some people it may be very deep and personal. Perfect!

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on May 31, 2013
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Tags: depressed, depression, Ana, Mia, ED, eating disorder, self harm, self injury, SH, SI, bullying, victim, sad

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oli the outcast
oli the outcast

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