My Poetry

Poem 27

To whom it may never concern
I know I probably will never get an apology I just wanted to let you know how it felt to be bullied by you over the years
Every insult you said to me felt like a thousand knives to the heart
You know like when your leg falls asleep and you can't move it without it feeling weird
Every time you called me a name it sounded like the scratching of a broken record
Every other word directed towards me only made me better today
While it may have hurt when you said it
Now I just look back on it all and think of how sorry I am for you
I'm sorry that you felt the need to push me around like that time when you pushed me to the ground because I was in your "way"
I'm sorry that you found joy in my tears because I know that I shouldn't have cried
But I know you will never hear or read this but I just wanted to let you know that if I ever confronted you about it all is that all I wanted you to apologize for all the hurt you have caused me