My Wings

The School
The never-ending torture
Of the swearing and the hitting
No one tries to make it better
Even people I don’t know
Being hurt
Hurts me

The Halls
The violence surrounds me
The river of feelings showing themselves
Misery and pain
And anger
Slowly bringing me to the ground
And I want
To hide

The Class
I am teased
For my clothes
My hair
My shoes
My face
Stinging words aimed at me
I try to ignore it
But I can’t

The Face
The one who hurt me
Who crushed my spirit
Leaving me chained
To the ground
Stuck in the unforgivable misery
But I try to forgive him
Anyway



My Friends
Uplifting me
Freeing me of the chains
That bound me
Reminding me of the wings
On which I soar
Again

The Sky
Gliding through delight
No longer chained
I find my new happiness
Finally able to ignore the words
Meant to hurt
Now I am
Free

So if another
Should fall
To the pain
I shall be there
To remind them
They are better than that
And showing them
Their wings