It is I Jerry Winters, the bullied victim,
It’s like I was held by Rex Millers for ransom.
Now today is my thirteenth birthday,
Ain’t gonna let Rex bully me in any way.
Glories to the highest Heavens,
I remember being bullied every second.
All I remember by that is blurriest,
Ain’t gonna be in this mess.
Be aware of my surrounding,
God will strike down with lightning.
Remembering how I almost died last time,
Shanking me with the knuckles and I whine.
This is my story,
It’s a good plea.
This time I was walking down the park,
It was surely nearest to the dark.
I was stumbling with every step of the way,
Rex Millers surely is still actin’ like he’s three.
I am now still a kid,
Rex Millers so regretted.
Still with them brass knuckles,
Still laughing at me every time he chuckles.
Now Rex, do you remember me?
You shanked me and left me to bleed.
He’s still saying “I’m puny and dweeby”,
God just left him to rot for all of eternity.
Rex Millers you’re such a bad boy ain’tcha?
I have some knowledge still left to teach ya.
Troublesome and he’s the illest kind,
It’s like he’s lost his ever-loving mind.
Rex Millers it’s my birthday you notice?
He’s too busy to remember this.
How did ya shank me like this before?
Chuckling at me as I was a whiny baby and actin four.
He was my worst enemy,
Cuz what he has done to me?
Given me such a blood clotting,
My word, my word, he’s my worst enemy.
Forgive and forget the Bible says,
I believe in God and his truest ways.
Forgiving isn’t an option ain’t it?
My enemy is shanking me, I quit.
How dare you do this to me again?
Haven’t you laughed at my mistaken?
Thanks, Rex Millers I hate you so much,
I was rushed to the hospital in an ambulance.
Never should’ve been in his way I swore,
I need every doctor just for my cure.
He’s liking to kill me I swear to God,
I’m sorry God, I need your guidance.
Just as I bled so badly,
Rex still chuckling at my misery.
Haven’t I need another butt whooping?
Rex Millers you’re the cruelest but yet not the king.
Jumping around in pain from bumps in the road,
I need this story becoming the best story ever told.
Haha, like it’s a big joke,
Laugh at me, God will leave cutthroat.
Bleeding all the way and I am crying,
Tears just gushing out my face as I’m whining.
I am never talking to Rex ever again anymore,
He’ll rot in Hell for eternity I can even swear.
Now that the Docs healed my wounds up,
I just had enough.
All the Docs could warn me not to set near Rex,
Just as I left, I couldn’t ever even learn to forget.
Over and over in my mind “I am puny and dweeby”,
Just as I tell you this as it’s my ending of this story.
Poetry
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