The bullies

I walk along a long but narrow corridor
like the ones i have seen before
i don't how how and i don't know where
i know i have seen this
i walk along getting slower
my heart is in my mouth
my feet keep walking
my mind wants to turn back
i see a door i know this is it
i don't want to go in
but before i can stop my hand has reached for the handle
i know if i go in there it will all be over
but it shouldn't end like this
why do they do this
and why me
my hand turns the shinny gold handle
and the door fings open
i see them stood there
i take a deep breath
and walk slowly forward
watching the floor
i get to the other side of the dark room
i know this is it
there they all are stood in a line waiting
i stand there
they edge closer
they look cold and hateful
why me
they stand a hands distance from me i suddenly go numb
I'm alone no one here to help me
no one here to save me
one hits me
the rest follow like sheep
i fall to the floor
i go numb i cant feel it
i feel a crimson river flow down my face
they start to kick me
my chest feels tight
i struggle for breath
everyday is the same
i walk down and they beat me all because i am different
i am a 'goth' or so i am told
they see me trying to breath sit and laugh at me
then they run away
they leave me there alone bleeding hateful and scared
i get up and stumble home
i sit in my room
i tie a rope around the light and around my neck
i stand on a chair i shout good bye and i jump
i am sleeping now no more pain

this well i used to feel like this sometimes and it does happen just don't feel you are alone go and get help.