Voices
"Imagine a lovely garden, tea for two, and this story . . . "
Voices
I'm so sorry mom and dad, it had to end this way
The pain was more then I could stand, the voices every day
Dad, I give you one last hug, to mom I throw a kiss
To not say that I love you, I would be remiss
It started with a single voice, calling me a nerd
Every day I saw him, his insults would be heard
At first I just ignored him, I'd turn and walk away
But too soon others joined him, much to my dismay
Dad you told me that I should stand up for my rights
But the voices are too many, I couldn't win those fights
So I drew into myself, avoiding so called friends
Dying a little more inside, retreating til each day ends
The principle was told about what I was going through
He politely listened, said there's not much he could do
However he'd look into it, monitor my peers
However nothing ever changed, it just fell on deaf ears
The voices just got louder never leaving me alone
I listened to them in the halls, I read them on my phone
There was no place for me to go except of course my room
But I can't spend my life in here, it has become my tomb
So today I have decided that I'm unable to remain
In a place I am not wanted, in a shell that's filled with pain
Mom and dad, don't weep for me, my nightmares going to end
I'm gonna go to sleep now, with these pills, my only friend
Dedicated to Jamie Rodemeyer who, at age 14, took his life to escape the bullying
Bob Quigley
28 Jul 2011
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