The Bully

The Bully

A Poem by Onlyme

The venom spits out his red
eyes like the pits of hell.
His mouth filled with hatred
and badness.
His body is ready to pounce.
Attacking from all angles.
Your feeling, vulnerable and scared.

Waiting for the moment of
being attacked.
Fear is in your soul.
Dreading the next
coming moments in
time feels as though
it's never-ending.

Stuck in an inevitable
trap you just can't get out.

To him, he is a bully,
a mental torturer and
an executor to you.

You feel trapped
intimidated by his
will power over you.

Yes, you can leave.
And never come back.
Easier said than none.
When it's your life at stake.


A bully is a Mr Jekyll and
a Mr Hyde character.
Loving and sweet and to you.
Twisted, anger, mean and filled
with hate at other times.

They are so unhappy with their lot.
And project, it onto you.
As they can't deal with their
own shortfalls.
None of us is perfect.
But bullies are the worst kind.
They spread misery and nastiness
towards others.

Instead of seeking help.
That they don't see
they have a problem with.



© 2019 Onlyme


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Added on January 15, 2019
Last Updated on January 15, 2019
Tags: The bully, cruel, evil, vile, nasty, wicked, meanspirited, fucked up, troubled, sick, ill

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Onlyme
Onlyme

United Kingdom



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A Poem by Onlyme