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Tara Robins

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Hi - I've submitted some material that I would like to be put on the verse part of the zone. I wrote both of these whilst I was being horrifically bullied at school.Having always loved to read, I found that writing was an immense help to me as it allowed me to release emotions that I couldn't voice to others.

 

The bullying lasted 3 years and even now if I see any of them they shout abuse at me.

My parents eventually took me out and moved me to a different school, which I loved, but what I had experienced had damaged me, and I couldn't move on from the pain. I became a self-harmer and was diagnosed with depression, and eventually I attempted suicide by taking an overdose. My parents couldn't cope anymore and I was admitted to the Priory for 5 weeks. Although I feel much stronger now, I know that depression is something that I will probably have to manage for the rest of my life, and my scars will always be there as a reminder of what those evil people put me through. The extracts are rather explicit, but I think it's important to tell the truth - the effects of bullying must be exposed so that people realise just how sick and destructive it really is.

They say it will pass it's just an 'unlucky bout'
Of sickness and hatred and anger.; Fear.;
Yet I have felt like this for over a year.
Please let me go! I beg for no more!
I'm hurting so much. My heart is stripped raw.
No one understands my need to bleed.
It's all that is real, the power on which I feed.
But now that is gone for I've lost control.
Time has stood still and my heart has turned cold.
Turned rotten and black and
Stained with self-disgust.
I'm oh so ugly, no object of lust.;
When will it leave? Be driven away?
I'm struggling to breathe. No one knows what to say
To me when I'm bleeding and drowning in pain
For taking the Scissors and slashing my veins.
Shaking and silent, it rages inside.
I refuse to cry. I need to leave it behind.
What do you do to stop wishing for death?
It's what I think all the time,
I must leave this sordid mess.
Yet how do I beat that evil and angry mob?
For this unmerciful torture is all
I'm deemed worthy of.

 

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