I have nightmares sometimes

About raveniful

And ghastly

Slick

And wretched

Inching closer

Pecking at my nerves

Digging into my flesh

These nightmares

Turn into day dreams

And just down the hall

In an empty stall

Is my reality

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This poem is about bullying. While I have not been affected personally by bullying, many people close to me have. Watching their pain unfold due to someone who's mission was to bring them down, I realized this issue, no matter how much is talked about, will always be a plague harassing the 21st century. It is up to us to see it and prevent it from happening.


Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.