Inner Bully

You don't know what it's like
To dread your own thoughts
Because you're scared of
The beating you get
Every second

You don't know what it's like
To hate yourself, or at least
Part of yourself, so damn much
You could rip your own heart out
Without hesitation

You don't know what it's like
To feel the sting of brutal insults
Constantly, never stopping
Like a tidal wave of hate
Crushing you

You don't know what it's like
To want to sleep, even with nightmares
Every moment of your life
Because at least there's no bullies
In dreamland

You don't know what it's like
To have a bully with you
Every second of your life
That makes you feel like you're
Being tortured

You don't know what it's like
To want to die, because in death
Maybe I won't exist anymore
No existence surely means
No pain