The affects of bullying are more than some people know.
You're so proud of yourself one minute, then the next
you're sitting alone, crying, wishing you could be back in
the moment of happiness again. You try you're best at school,
home, evrything you do, but it isn't enough. Most of the time
you only feel content for a few minutes, and then you're back
to deteriorating. You spend all this time trying to do something
that will make your life signifigant, but after you die, everyone
will forget about you. Maybe not right away, but soon, you'll
be replaced by someone struggling just as hard as you did and
just as hard as the rest of us. You wake up constantly from
nightmare, crying, calling out someone's name who will never
force your door down, wrap their arms around you, sheilding you
from all the bad you've ever imagined. No one is going to
wrap their arms around you and sheild you. That only happens in
fairy tales that were set up to ensure you fail. You get your
hopes up on someone who just lets you down. You hope that there
is someone out there who will love you, protect you, but there is
no such person. There is no such thing as a signifigant other.
There is no other person. There is only you. How can you count on
people when they always leave you? They promise that no matter
what they'll always be there for you; to talk, to laugh, to
cry, to be sad and happy, everything. They're only there for
the happy times. If they're only there less than half the
time, then what's the point of them being there at all?
Happiness will never last as long as we think. Well, it's not
real happiness that lasts long. Real happiness only stays with
you for a few moments in life and then it's gone forever and
might never come back. I don't need sympathy or love. Love or
kindheartedness. It's all nothing to me. I'd rather be
trapped in my own little world. Living on some unknown planet
where no one will ever find me. Ensnared in some web of
depression. All alone on a gloomy, silent, freezing planet with
murky waters and deep abyss' where, if I feel like it, I can
untangle myself from the web and crawl over to one of the many
abyss'. I'll look down into the deep, dark hole and just
throw myself overboard. Plunging farther and farther down until I
no longer feel the pain of
living.
I wrote this about
bullying in the po int of view of someone being
bullied
Thank you for
reading
♥
