Bullies Suck
He walks these halls alone no body sees him, no body sees his desperate and lonely face. Afraid for his life, he stares at the clock 3-2-1 they punch his stomach, pull his hair, "GO KILL YOURSELF! EMO!" They tear his drawings, his ticket into college. He picks up the scraps and heads for home? Ha what's home. Just parents who don't care and a sister who hurts him even more. Tears stream down his face "How was school looser?!" His sister calls from downstairs he, slams the bathroom door never uttering a word. He looks in the mirror his eyes red and black, his cheeks bruised. From the corner of his eye he spots his father's pocket knife. He takes it slowly in hand. He places the blade directly on his writs and pulls, crimson regret flows in gushes matching his quickened heartbeat as it quickly covers the floor he collapses to his knees feeling faint. More tears flow from his eyes as he musters his last bit of strength to scrawl two words in his own blood "bullies suck"
