A Ghosts Goodbye

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Every day I was tortured by words as thy echoed through the halls
They cut me like knifes piercing through my skin and getting stuck to my mind
The pain echoed through my body and ate away at me, devouring every last bit of hope
Hope that one day it would all end that one day I would be free
But it never came as every day was the same with shouted names and laughter
"Pussy"
"Bitch"
"Gay"
"Fag"
They made me feel as if I was nothing but the hurtful rude words they called me
They laughed as if my pain was invisible, unaware of the voices in my head or the scars on my body
My mind would go wild as the voices screamed telling me I had no choice
Then it finally ended, freedom and sweet silence at last
If only I knew if they remembered me now that
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