The Bully

Sometimes we may feel like the worst person in the world And sometimes you feel the total opposite. But to feed off and be happy from another person’s sadness? That is just incompetent. How would you feel if someone stole your happiness? And threw it all away? Imagine someone draining your spirit down the drain. The darkness inside is as dark as an eclipse. The quiet is as eerie as the loneliness. But when you treat one as a friend They feel as if their feelings are known. Not only the fact of their feelings But yours too are shattered. For when you do this Apologies do not matter. A thousand apologies could not mend The damage you have done to this possible friend. Depression and sadness may the effect of dying inside. But try to comprehend what you have done in the end. They can never look at you the same again. Can never be near you without thinking about it. They will always feel threatened when you’re around For what you did made them fall to the ground. But the fear, the terror, the horror of it all Is that person you just bullied Could take their greatest fall.