Forever Lost

April 13, 2013
He wears a sweater every day,
to hide the scars put on his arms.
He walks brisk,
to avoid the ones who cause pain.

He is never accepted,
even by his friends.
He fights to stay alive,
and barely does he win.

The taunts follow him,
wherever he goes.

Chased down the halls,
books knocked out of his hands.
Locked out of the classrooms,
always framed.

Daily life,
has become hell.
He fights to stay alive,
and barely does he win.

Punched in the back,
feet kicked out from under him.
Shoving through the halls,
just to escape the insults.

Tears often track,
his plain facial features.
No place,
is sacred anymore.

At school is hell,
but at home is worse.
He fights to stay alive,
and barely does he win.

He comes home,
after a day of torment.
His parents,
with undying scorn.

He is never smart enough,
he is never good enough.
His grades are never high enough,
he never has a friend over.

Its the same story,
as its always been.
He fights to stay alive,
and barely does he win.

Your grades are terrible,
why are you so miserable?
We give you everything you ask for,
now give us what we ask for.

When will you understand,
when will you comprehend?
I can't give you these,
because of the pressure you put me under.

He longs to say this,
but he cannot bring himself.
He fights to stay alive,
and slowly he starts to lose.

Crashing and burning.
Life is consuming him,
and there's nothing he can do to stop it.

Going insane,
he grabs the blade.
The one friend,
that never leaves him.

Incision after incision,
the pain recedes.
He fights to stay alive,
and slowly he is losing.

Slowly the days,
turn to weeks.
The insults never lessen,
the pain never goes away.

Building and building,
the pressure swells.
Staying alive,
has never been harder.

One day in school,
everything goes wrong.
Failed an important test,
and he hears about it from everyone.

is ever on his side.

It becomes too much,
and he simply snaps.
The pressure had reached,
its breaking point.

He runs from the school,
without a word.
Sprinting down the street,
He heads for home.

Voices in his head,
screaming as he reaches the door.
“you were never good enough,
so why did you even try?”

The voices get louder,
and they refuse to go away.
Clutching his ears,
they scream into his soul.

You lack talent,
you lack luck,
you lack the capacity,
to accept what you are given.

Blindingly upset,
he reaches for the blade.
The one salvation,
in this terrible world.

The blades bite,
never eases his pain.
The blades bite,
only made him hurt worse.

Desperately seeking,
a way out of this pain,
the blade creeps up,
higher and higher.


His fight to stay alive,
has forever been lost.
Another faceless victim,
to a never-ending crime.

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BrittyBrit said...
Apr. 28, 2013 at 9:38 am
so sorry:,(       i was also bullied really bad and people dont see how much it affects others.  i want to get this poem on the front page so people can see it.    nobody pays attention to what they are really doing to others. if anyone else sees this, please rate it high, because this realistic and relatable poem NEEDS to be addressed.    bullying is too much of a problem, but it seems like nobody cares anymore.  thank you for writing this even if it... (more »)
PoetLaureate274 replied...
Apr. 28, 2013 at 6:08 pm
thank you for understanding not only the importance of this issue and the message it carries across. I hope your bullies have learned how serious this kind of thing can be, and if not, show them this poem, and teach them how bad it is!
BrittyBrit replied...
Apr. 29, 2013 at 3:14 pm
DEFINETLY!   this stuff really does happen and it happens TOO much.
popeye40This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Apr. 26, 2013 at 9:09 pm
good job! This is amazing . 
DayDreamerQuxxn122 said...
Apr. 20, 2013 at 3:39 pm
wow.. thats very sad. but good. it tells a truth that people dont want to believe
PoetLaureate274 replied...
Apr. 20, 2013 at 3:47 pm
that was the exact intent of this poem. glad to see it carried across
ItsJustV said...
Apr. 20, 2013 at 3:37 pm
This gave me chills. It's gorgeous in a very sad way. Although the emotion is so prominent and your personal voice is so loud, I found it a little hard to read because there are commas in a lot of places where there shouldn't be. Just take a quick look at that if you please. Nonetheless this was amazing!
PoetLaureate274 replied...
Apr. 20, 2013 at 3:44 pm
it is so because the poem is meant to be read aloud, and the way its meant to be read aloud those commas should be there
LiraDaeris said...
Apr. 20, 2013 at 3:36 pm
This is wonderful. Great emotion, flows like a thought, and heart-wrenching. The only critique I would say is in the first half, the rhythm is a bit off and the reader somewhat stumbles through it until you get to the next half, where the flow is like water. Sending hugs, too. There's people on here who believe in you :)
PoetLaureate274 replied...
Apr. 20, 2013 at 3:45 pm
lol i had to edit the first part a ton. it was the rockiest part of the poem. this is the best version i could do without scrapping the entire first part XD
Katielin said...
Apr. 19, 2013 at 11:02 pm
Wow! It just that is so real. Cutting is an escape.
lalala123 said...
Apr. 18, 2013 at 8:15 pm
Wow this is an amazing piece. I was bullied at a time but I learned from it and it has made me who I am today. In the future I hope to help others being bullied. Stay strong and never give up.  
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