Tied down
Pushed around
Kicked and punched
By a half-wit clown
Beaten and spat at
Tormented and hurt
The build up of anger as the bully goes on

 

Why does she do it?
What is the point?
To drive me suicide
Or for her to kill me
At gun or knife point
Does she enjoy it?
The torment and pain
That I am feeling over and over again
Will she ever stop?
I fear not
And I would rather die
Than wonder why

Fiona Louise MacKenzie © 2006