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The survivor/Anthem for the bullied

The tell tale weave of cuts and scars  
speak volumes of just who you are  
they say self harms a wake up call  
the sign before the final fall  
but not as bad as those inside  
invisible scars, the ones that hide  
the wounds put there by someone else  
that make you start to doubt yourself  
their hate feeds and grows your fears  
till all your self worth disappears  
you hit the wall, you scream and shout  
and realise theres no way out  
then bright she shines the silver blade  
her blinding light pointing the way  
its powerfull sweet that final cut  
a virginal joyous painfull thrust  
cutting deep where worlds collide  
sweet release, the other side  
freedom from a world of pain                                   as lifes blood seeps and ebbs away  
to quiet and calm, a sweet caress  
away from hate unhappiness  
in search of simple peacefulness...  
...and stunned by bleak dark nothingness  
panic now at whats just been learned  
a gift that cannot be returned  
is this me now, a dark blank shade  
is this the pact that i have made  
...BANG..the pain hits hard and fast  
heart exploding ribs and chest  
lungs drag air in ragged gasps  
a thousand volts that hold me fast  
and waking now as vision clears  
to peoples faces filled with fear  
concerned friends and family cry  
how did you come to this, why!  
then in a corner  starting slow  
a question starts to spark and glow  
and bursts aflame and wants to know  
was life that bad that went before  
now life seems precious by the beat  
each single breath,heady, sweet  
to be a victim every day  
did i help them along the way                                          
by breaking down and giving in  
the only way that they could win  
their lives are empty so they see  
envy in what they,ll never be  
so i will not give up this life  
refuse to be their sacrifice  
refuse to let them step inside  
the world i,ll build of love and pride  
they,ll still come,its all they know  
but now i will not turn and go  
its time to stay and just say no  
to pick my ground and stand and fight  
its time to show the world my light..  
........it is my right.
Written by arran-darkstreet
Published | Edited 9th Oct 2011
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