Shedding tears.
*Diary opens*
Trudging home, abused, beaten. Cursing at overcast clouds.
Exhausted from fleeing, and defending myself against crowds.
Of bullys, that prey on my intellect, jealous of what they don't possess.
Every night, i wept, wanting to end my life not willing to take lifes test.
Gruelling exams ahead, i knew what was expecting of me.
But coping with this? Abuse kicked at me exposed to fists and blasphemy.
Enemys surround me in class, glaring because of what i am.
I could see kids whispering, plotting, scheming, boiling up a master-plan.
Schools out. Knowing somethings gonna happen, at the end of the day.
I bask in dismay, for courageous friends is what i pray for an crave.
That'll comfort me from these scenes of hurt, pressure and pain.
And to shield me from figures lurking, waiting to attack in the pissing rain.
Its a shame, i don't want my education to go to waste.
But how can i go on? To face spite the corresponding day?
Slamming enclosed fists on my study desk, taking out my feelings.
I can't take this out on them, without being clapped back at beyond healing.
Brain fogging over with hate, erasing all i've shared and learned.
Hiding the bruises from my parents, knowing they'd be concerned.
Knife under my pillow, forgetting the world, with a slit i could end all my fears.
But i let it drop on the duvet, break down, and shed some tears..
*Diary pages flutter, book drops from a bloody hand*