Sparkatale

I was never one for friends

I made  enemies everywhere I went

My soul… it became bent

No matter how much I cry it never ends

Cast into the cold grasps of death

I thought I could be finally free

But found, it impossible to flee

I prayed to give out my last breath

You beat me

When I wanted to be friends

Hoping you’d get bored and this just ends

At one point stabbing me so I couldn’t see

All you are is a bully

You cut me deep

Blood filling my mouth threatening to seep

Knowing you had broken me fully

Your name, escapes my lips

In the worst of nightmares

Only sealing my  hope that disappears

With the hellish tricks

I was weak

But i covered it with no emotion

Losing all and any devotion

Lost of what to speak

All you are is a bully

But you changed my life

Filled it with only strife

My worries seeming silly

I was alone

You made that clear

I got used to no one being near

My emotion now stone

I lost myself..

All because…

Of a bully…

You can’t understand fully…

All I am is a Victim.