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.