Least Read Poems About Bullying

The decaying of resolve twists animosities into
atrocities, swimming in a red colored mind
pounding against the floodgates of sanity,
if they would only stop talking

In the air, the stench of their condescending
sillage remains, as the flames grow deep in
the forges of anger, laughter at the images of
straw men on fire

It is increasingly difficult to walk the tightrope
in the winds of constant negativity and the
eternal onslaught of jeers and false accusations
it's not paranoia you gas-lighting fucks

Just breathe,...

She saw injustice, double-standard rules, unfair favoritism, and was treated like an outcast, though she physically lived among them. Day by day, she looked for ways to spread her wings and fly away. The more she tried, the more they clipped her wings with negativism and implementing guilt and fear in pursuit of discouraging her wish to fly and create her own world.

Sadness turned to anger, but she kept silent and bore the beatings until she could no longer contain all the build-up inside her. Anger had turned to rage. They thought she was crazy to begin with, but they had seen...

They knock her glasses...  
off her face and step on them!  
Crunch! Broken!  
They trip her and kick...  
her books down the hall!  
   
Fatty tripped on her two left feet!  
   
They push her into a bathroom stall...  
and take her skirt and panties.  
Snap! Photo!  
She screams and cries...  
until the nurse gets her pants to wear!  
   
She hates this school!  
   
They mock the pants...  
It's a boy! Ugly enough.  
"Ugly. Ugly." They chant.  
"She wants to be a...