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Toxic yeti Mar 2019
When I was a kid
I developed
A unicorn horn
The people with three eyes
Seemed nice
Yet innerally cruel
Bullying.
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vinci Mar 2019
All this light
Being summoned  
To a fight
I knew nothing about
 
..
 
I was just being free
having fun

But here they come
9/4/18 4:03a.m.
Jennifer Stetler Mar 2019
Lying deep inside her was nothing but pain.
She was patient, she waited, taking it all.
She tried to stand tall, she tried to be strong.
But there's only so much one can take
before they are meant to fall.

Just one fall can cause a crack.
There would be no fixing it this time.
And all that pain, can not be put back.

They no longer know how to react.
Beginning to take steps that were not supposed
to be their original path.

But now there is blood spilled from the ones she has killed.
Oh. what has become of this once innocent soul?
Did other's push her to this state of mind?
Or is she purely guilty of these crimes?

But don't worry, you are safe.
The only life she took was her own.
She committed her sin in your name,
because she was just so tired of being alone.
Toxic yeti Mar 2019
‪Things you don’t say to‬
People who
Suffer from trauma
And traumatic life
Those worlds are....
Spazz
Spazzing out
And spazzed out.  
Say that and you
Will see how ******
The universe really
Is!!!
ezra Mar 2019
I smile at you as I walk in
Because I think you’re cool
You grin I feel I win
Even if I’m at school

I smile at you as I walk in
Because you laughed with me yesterday
We spoke we joked
And I am excited for today

I smile at you as I walk in
But today things kind of change
You sneer at my tears
It was a little bit strange

I smile at you as I walk in
Because I’m afraid of if I forget
You roll your eyes I get into disguise
As someone who’s not breaking yet

I smile at you as I walk in
But you don’t smile back
You look mean from what I’ve seen
Your eyes are glowing black

I smile at you as I walk in
And you roll your eyes at me
I’m stunned so I run
Don’t care where just have to flee

I smile at you as I walk in
I don’t know why I still do
In spite I try to be polite
Even as your cruelty grew

I smile at you as I walk in
And you smile as well
But I’m aware of your affair
With making me walk on eggshells

I smile at you as I walk in
And maybe you get to me
I forget your words and threat
And I start to agree

I smile at you as I walk in
But because I know something new
I’ve tried to be tough but it’s enough
Everyone now knows what you do

I smile at you as I walk in
Because its your last day in these rooms
I grin because I win
You’re a flower that will never bloom
bullies ****, wrote this about one at my school
Arisa Mar 2019
my name is arisa
my ******* are bouncy,
and I think my ******* are too big
for their small size.

I have a birthmark under my eye
I think it's shaped like a rabbit
but the boys at school say it's
shaped like a fat *****.

I'm a little chubby around my hips
and because of that people think
I'm fat.
But I don't weigh that much at all.
54 kg.

I've had *** with a boy before
In the cold school gym -
after school, on a friday.
We both had cleaning duty.
I dropped my volleyball and bent over to pick it up.
He was watching.
He liked it.
So I kissed him
Since I didn't know any other boys who
watched
and who
liked
At the same time.
It was on the P.E. mats used for gymnastics and pole jumping.
No ******,
but he pulled out okay.
We never spoke at all after that.

I cut my own hair since my mother is an alcoholic
a caffeine addict
and cannot sleep at all.

I had an older brother
but he was stillborn.
He would've been 23 by now.
I bet he would've went to a good university.
And studied something tough, like physics or chemistry.

my name is arisa.
this is what I suffer,
this is what I make.
do with it as you wish.
I made myself vulnerable for people to know me better. Everyone labels me as the quiet, reserved, modest girl. I'd rather get that all out of the way.
ChrisL Feb 2019
I was always told when I was younger,
that sticks and stones may break my bones,
but names would never hurt me.

But
Bones will heal,
bruises will subside
and cuts will mend.

They never told me that the names would stay with me.
Eleanor Feb 2019
it's not always about the way you look,
because looks don't always read like a book.
you didn't see me with the glance that you took,
because i cannot be an open book.

i'm sorry if you want to know more,
but trust me you'd have to be sure,
because in my mind you will find,
the most frightening things my life can bring,
haunting me night and day,
never able to get away,
because i am fighting a civil war.
in my brain.
Tyler Feb 2019
Where's the line?
The line between joke and reality.

For are these jokes,
these mindless taunts

benign or malignant?
A tumor of insecurity

Ever growing

But where ever this line may be
I see frailty

Crooked
Cracked
Caved

And there I could stand
With joke in hand:
Wherever would it land?
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