Dear Journal

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They pushed me today,

Why… why does it always have to be this way?

They threw me against the wall,

They want me to be scared to walk those halls.

They always treated me like a rag doll.

No one seemed to hear me call.

No one… no one really cares for me,

They only wish for me to bled.

Everyone looks at me with caution,

He knew that he set my anger in motion.

He came up to me trying to apologize,

I just stared at him horrified.

He honestly thought i would forgive him,

I always knew he was dim.

I laughed as he begged for mercy,

I wanted to get rid of him once and for all!

He started to shout and cry,

So i quickly decide to end his life.

How i watched the blade go in him in an instant.

I laughed as my knife went in him.

As i watched him bled,

I sang in glee.

As i walked away

I stood and watched him lay

Ironic how he caused so much pain.

He only wanted to play his game.

How… how he made me feel less than half.

But in the end it was me who got the last laugh

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