your "dike"

alone burning with anger

becoming stone the only defense

she gets hate from a stranger

she didn't do anything worth offense


she walked covered in bruises

past every person who could've help

but they said nothing: too scared

and by doing so they were just as guilty


she loved with all of her heart

and that was fine for them, but

who she loved gave them a start

They claimed improper conduct


the bullies loved to leave notes

all the notes shared the same word

it did hurt the first few times

but her soul died, she was numb


she knew what to do

and she would follow through

she left them all a letter

and she laid for her final rest

they read and she had wished them the best

ending her note with sincerely your "dike"


This poem is about: 
Our world


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