Thinking back when I was young
I still recall your bitter tongue
you guys weren’t fooling anyone
behind those plastic smiles.
She felt the daggers in her back
and as she passed I heard you laugh
I’m sure she felt the aftermath
of your relentless wiles.
Your loyal cronies all stood by
and watched as you demoralized
and tortured her with callous lies
she choked and ran away.
I saw her crying in the queue
and I just didn’t know what to do
I felt as much to blame as you
because I’d looked away.
A football game, perhaps a dance
I’d meet her if by happenstance
and hoping for a second chance
to fix things, I would try.
Years have passed I think of her
I wonder how her life endured
all the pain from you and yours
…and now it’s me who cries.
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Such a sad poem, but love the way it was written. Great job.
Hi Jarid. Thanks for reading. I’m still feeling my way around the site!
Hi Mari. The site is ok, not much action here when it comes to commenting on poems. Personally, I try to encourage others but it can only go so far. Welcome to the site though!
I’m with Jarid.. this site has gone downhill, as far as people commenting.
But, I always comment on those that comment on mine.
With all that said;
Great poem, my friend! ✨
That’s cool . It may be just us then!!
I think the second to last stanza hit the hardest for me. I’ve been there more times than I care to count. Bullying and abuse take their toll on a whole web of people beyond the immediate victim. Great write.
I’m sorry to hear that. I know I went through a bit of it when I changed schools & even though I stood up to them, it was an event that would alter my entire life. I think that’s why I’m such an agoraphobe today!
I agree with Dead Harmonics, that 4th stanza is very touching.
It’s hard to recall and think that we should have done something about it.
But it’s best not to be tortured by the past or guilt, use it as a lesson for
next time. Well penned.
You’re so right. We can only learn from it and move on. Thx for reading.