Venomous Words

A memoir on the effects of bullying and the pain it causes

I can hear them even now,

their words sharp with malice,

cutting and seeping into my skin like venom

Freak, weirdo

The more their words flowed in my veins, 

the more their venom poisoned my soul,

turning me into a walking shell 

Hate, Anger

And only now can I feel the venom flushing out,

The poison leaving my system at last

With the predators gone, no longer am I prey

Peace