Dimly Lit Room

Dimly lit room she cries softly.
Running cool water on her wrist.
Watching blood and water mix.
Pain consuming her like a fist
Choking her of any thoughts.

Brightly lit room she cries loudly.
Other girls surround her and taunt.
Lesbo, whore, slut, and calling her cunt.
They laugh, and point and flaunt
The fact that she isn't straight.

In her bathroom she sobs.
Why am I different she pleads
To God as she cuts deeper.
Sharp metal gleams as she bleeds
All over the floor feeling alone.

Dimly lit room, her parents cry.
Their little girl lying there dead.
Another young teen lost as we
Watch the news of widespread
Lives that are taken by being different.


Bullying isn't a laughing matter. I know it seems fun at first but you are hurting someone and that hurt stays with them for the rest of their life if they don't cut it short because of the words, the physical  pain you might have inflicted. If you see it happen to someone even if you don't know them do not hesitate! Go and stop it, because in doing so you might be saving a life. There is enough hate, enough violence in this world and we can't afford to lose the bright minds of tomorrow. We can not lose sight that we all different but are equal.