Insults Hurt

Red #1 Entry #7 2-26-12 The sensitivity of my cold feet All I hear are the sounds of my deafening heartbeat Can't fall asleep Can't eat Being pushed around like dead meat The feeling of your heart being stomped on by soccer cleats The reek of my weakness My subconscious is like a paranormal leech My emotions get the best of me The easy life cheats The hard life is being a step closer to becoming a deadbeat There are tears streaming down my cheeks. The taste of defeat. Forced to retreat. Just don't bother me. Don't judge me. Please leave me be. For this is what it feels like to be bullied.