She occasionally day-dreamed. Zoned out, closed her eyes and
escaped reality,
Behind those sealed eyelids she saw black, but she wasn't
scared…darkness though still, was safety,
Imagine being a 16 year old afraid of light, imagine looking
in a mirror and feeling disgusted by your own sight,
Never a moment silence because daggers that rolled off other
tongues, permanently clung on to her memories,
Forever questioning her existence because she was made to
believe she wasn't beautiful in the eyes of the society she suffered in,
On the other side of the world a boy, sits locked in a
cubicle, because outside the toilet doors a gang await his return,
He’s being tortured for his intelligence, unfortunate to
have been born into a world where you are punished for wanting to learn,
And the heart-breaking fact, is that though there are people
here to help, the victims are convinced they are alone,
Stand among a sea of students, shouting cheers of
encouragement as the homophobic's attack,
14 year old boy, huddled in a corner, body burnt with
bruises, barely breathing between sobs unable to take the packs,
You don’t agree with the unjust punishment but not a word
escapes your lips,
You stand frozen watching the innocent take the inhumane
kicks,
The red head in class has heard so many jokes her ears begin
to bleed,
Rivers of transparent pain, suffocating her confidence but
her peers are naive,
Sore screams of laughter echo through the halls as a young
girl chases after her headscarf,
Students watching as the offenders run through the
corridors, no one flinches to help through their stifling laughs.
Walk beyond the prison walls and the world outside still
offers no escape,
Freedom is feeble in a world where technology allows no
opportunity to alleviate,
Who ever thought a keyboard could become a weapon, a mouse a
trigger to help facilitate…
Bullying is no longer only physical, when social networks
encourage users to reciprocate,
Brutal words released
through screens diminishing even the most stable state
Fallen souls losing light, welcoming vengeance but the
answer isn't in the hope that roles will rotate,
You are better than the fool who undermines you,
The fact you still wake up every morning shows your purpose
is not yet through,
If you don’t believe in yourself no one else is going to,
You can hide away your scars, but you can’t hide behind the
truth.
Pick yourself up every time a sad soul knocks you down,
Soon you’ll make a life for yourself away from your dead end
town.
Bursting to the brim, with individuals who barely contribute
to life,
You’ll already be earning your worth when the rest finally
realise…
Being mean will only get you so far,
Their self-destructing flames all starting with a spark,
You are too good for the hand of revenge,
There’s only so long life goes down, before light starts to
extend.
You are worth so much more than a pill, a rope, a blade and
a tear,
You’ll soon be indestructible now you've stood face to face
with a bitch called fear
