Victim Poem by Silence Dogood

I walk through the halls.
Beaten and bruised.
Is it my fault.
Im so confused.

I didnt do anything.
Nothing wrong.
But still they punch.
My courage is gone.

Ive told parents and teachers.
But nothing ever changed.
I got punched and kicked.
They were still the same.

It didnt matter.
No one ever heard my screams.
Ive made many excuses.
To hide this horrible dream.

I dont feel safe.
Within my school.
They hunt me down.
Turn me into a fool.

Im their favourite victim.
They love to play with me.
Stupid names they say.
Im breaking piece by piece.

I'll get my revenge.
I swear on my life.
I'll make them feel pain.
Sorrow and strife.

I already got the weapon.
I'll kill them I swear.
Things could of been differnt.
If someone actually cared.

But no one came to help.
They all walked by.
Now its my turn.
To say goodbye.

So here it goes.
The gun is in my hand.
Im a bullied victim.
Taking a stand.

Their right in front of me.
I can see them shake.
Im not concerned.
For the life I'll take.

Finger on the trigger.
Its time for pay back.
I'll get my revenge.
For hurting me like that.

Death, and everything quite.
They fall to the ground.
blood pouring, so still.
Not making a sound.

I started out a victim.
And became just like them.
I shot and killed.
Im sure to be condemed.

But I dont care not anymore.