Don't

by Esther   Sep 8, 2006


Don't blame me if a murder occurs
suicide or madness;
You only have this school to blame
and its overpowering saddness.

The bullies do their work well,
Slowly deriving the sane;
nobody should ever tell
but for that short sharp tear of pain.

Nothing will ever be done;
What is the point in explaining
The only comfort to find
is the quick decease of exhaling

So with this final word
blood will be on my hands;
but now with glee no one can again harm me
no matter from whichever land.

© Esther W

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  • 17 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    This poem actually says a lot with profound emotion. Seemingly it offers hope at the end to overcome depressing treads

  • 17 years ago

    by Love Panda

    Hmm....interesting...well written. you are hitting a very good subject (bullies).

    october xx

  • 17 years ago

    by Jessica

    I think this is definetely the best poem of yours I have read.. The descripitons were good as was the emotion and power you put into it.. The only thing I didn't like was the last line.. It didn't make sense with the rest of the poem.. Try and fix that and it will be great! 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Goran Rahim

    So sad, but written nicely.another 5/5

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