This is a poem I wrote when I was about 16. I’ve been bullied all of my life, and I suppose writing was the only way that I could stop myself from doing something that I regretted. This poem hurts me a lot to read, because it reminds me of the times I try so hard to forget.

In a golden flash of light and sound,
The unseen date that was,
You vanished in a cloud of smoke, and ash, and soot,
And the words whispered out along the hallow emptiness you left behind me,
“I leave you now” you said,
“I love you,”
“But this is where we depart, And never cross again.”
In a golden flash of light and sound,
The later date that was,
You never returned from that cloud of smoke, and ash, and soot,
You left me there, alone,
“I love you too,” I thought,
But you have left me now
Driven off by my selfishness, my pitiful state of mind,
You’ve not returned to this hallow pit of emptiness,
And I am left behind,
On the seventh year that followed,
In a golden flash of light and sound,
The later date that was,
A murder?
Never?
A spectator unseen in the shadows, shedding light upon this situation
It wasn’t you that shone,
That golden flash of light and sound,
And cloud and smoke, and ash, and soot,
A fire burned behind me, and lit up half the sky,
A burning sensation on my left hand palm,
Clear my memories were to me now, and now to late, as you walked away,
You murdered my soul,
And murdered my dreams,
Murdered me in real life,
And so it seems, that you’ve gotten away,
And I am left to rot.

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