Get out of the way!
one shouted with pleasure
move it, you freak!
hateful words beyond measure
Every day Lucy
was treated so bad
she held it all in
becoming so mad
They pulled on her hair
and threw paper at her head
the rage she was building
would make them wish they were dead
See what they didn't know
was that she tried to be good.
Get good grades, go to school
Just like she should
But poor little Lucy
could never fit in
No matter how she'd try
She would never win
A wicked little witch
is who she was inside
she brewed potions, cast spells,
her school life was a lie
She called her cat Cujo
to follow her home
with her friend by her side,
she would not be alone
Her eyes filled with green
as her anger erupted
She would make them all pay
This good girl was corrupted
About the Creator
Sara Wilson
I love Ugly Things.
I try and be active AND interactive.
I write... whatever I feel.
Sometimes it's happy.. sometimes it isn't. But it's real. And it's me.
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On the heels of grief, pain bears down hard. On the heels of death, pain awakens the quiet place between the end of our own life and now. Feeling anything is like seeing a film and in black and white, slow motion, all sound turned off. Just watching. Gritting teeth, awkward smiles and bloody red eyes move around, scanning the others who are feeling something I don't want to feel, but I do. Escapism is all I have ever known. ~
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Comments (4)
Ooooo, Lucy is one motivated little witch! You go, Lucy!
Awesome writing! You did a great job on Lucy too!
Get ‘em Lucy!!! They deserve to learn a lesson. Love the Video too. Great work, Sara!
Love it...poor Lucy was pushed over the edge. School can be a nightmare! I meant to ask...I assume, you make these dolls? Great little nightmare poem, Sara!