Down.Down. T

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Down.Down. T

Down.

Down. That's his life.

Down. That's her story.

Down. That's the one word that describes it.

Down.

Not up. Hopes are low.

Down.

Not to the very bottom.

Oh, no. Not there.

Just a little bit

Like a centimeter

From the hole.

Not just any hole.

A black hole.

A dark, black hole that goes...

Down.

It all goes back to

Down.

The only direction is

Down.

He can't escape from this terror of going

Down.

She can't sleep at night from the fear of falling

Down.

But the thing is

They don't know it yet

They're already doing it.

Is there a cure?

Is
there anything that can put an end to this constant suffering?

Yes.

A tiny glint of hope

An opening in this pit of sorrow

How do we go

Up?

One thing can do it.

And that's called

Thinking.

Yes, thinking.

Thinking before we speak.

Before we do.

Before we put someone else in an undeniably horrid position.

Open your mind and

Think.

Because whatever you say

Could be the domino

The first one to go down

It knocks down the next one.

And the next one.

And the next one.

There is no way to stop it.

Until at some point

Everything will be spilled over.

That one word

One phrase

One idea

Ruined someone's world.

Just think.

You could save a day.

A dream.

A life.

And then

One beautiful day

No one will be going, falling, tripping

Down

Anymore.

Stop bullying.

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Okay. Well, um...I'm not actually exactly really quite sure why I put that out there. I wrote it one day...it was just supposed to be private, you know? Just some silly diary entry or whatever...but then I showed it to my friend and she told me to "put it out there," so...I did. I posted it on my Wattpad account, and then my mom wanted me to enter it in a contest because she thought it could help reinforce the fact that bullying needs to be stopped. So...then I posted it here. On the website of my absolute favorite magazine ever. Um...so...I'm not actually sure if there are any poetry contests going on, but I didn't know where to submit it, so here it is. I'm not sure what will happen now. Just saying - this poem came from my mind on the spot, and it hasn't been edited, so it's not perfect or anything. But...here.

submitted by Nora the Singer
(May 15, 2014 - 6:46 pm)

I really like it! I can really feel what your trying to say, and I like the way you say it, with the whole down/up thing. It needs a little polishing, maybe, but what doesn't? It's a great poem and I think it should be entered in a contest!

submitted by Everinne, age 15
(May 15, 2014 - 11:16 pm)

Thanks so much! It really needs some editing...but for now, I just wanted to see what y'all think of it. I didn't expect anyone to take the time to read it, so you just made my day. :)

submitted by Nora the Singer
(May 16, 2014 - 11:40 am)

This is really nice.

I'm homeschooled so I don't have to worry about bullying anymore but man was I a weakling in public school. Even my "best friend" threatened me for lunch money when no one was looking.

And that's the problem, isn't it? NO ONE EVER LOOKS. No one pays attention to this issue, and they think they've fixed it when they finally notice, but whoever the jerk is just keeps doing it behind the teachers' backs.

If I ran a school, the first time anyone physically or verbally harassed someone?

EXPELLED. 

AND NEVER COME BACK. 

submitted by SomeonePlusFour
(May 16, 2014 - 12:50 pm)

Good point. I totally get it. I'm not bullied myself, but I do see kids getting bullied and the amount of them in my school just sickens me. I'm trying to put an end to this, at least in my school, but it doesn't seem to be working.

submitted by Nora the Singer
(May 16, 2014 - 2:50 pm)

This is great!

submitted by Maggie, age 13, nowhere pleasant
(May 16, 2014 - 3:07 pm)

Thanks so much!

submitted by Nora the Singer
(May 17, 2014 - 8:10 pm)

Oh holy... holy... sheesh. That is really good. Really really freaking good.

And relatable.

I am homeschooled so I've never had to deal with bullying ever but it sucks. The horror... just hearing about it is unbelievable.

But I have felt the "down" feeling from other things. I totally understand the emotion displayed in the poem.

submitted by Joe the Stickfiddler, age 14, Bullying Vortex
(May 16, 2014 - 6:23 pm)

Thank you so much! I'm so relieved that it's relatable. I really appreciate it when people take the time to read my work and write a real response, so thank you so so so so so much.

submitted by Nora the Singer
(May 17, 2014 - 8:12 pm)

Wow. This is truly amazing writing, Nora. I can really relate to this. I've been bullied before, and let me say, it isn't fun, and it's really hard to overcome. Especially when everyone thinks the bully is right. And it's often not out in the open where everyone can see someone is being bullied. It's often done under the radar, with small snide comments, gestures, and even looks that are meant to hurt the individual person. It's that kind of bullying that to me is the worst. It truly gets under your skin, makes you second guess yourself, makes you wonder if they're right.

This is also why I always try to be supprortive, and never negative. I know how easily one small comment can hurt a person (welcome to why I have no self confidence in real life). Even things that aren't meant to be hurtful can. So I always think about what I say before I say it. I think about how I'd feel receiving the comment and how it would affect me. (I'm a naturally really sensitive person, and just about everything said negatively makes me want to go hide in a cave.)

But this is incredible, Nora! If you haven't entered it into the contest, I agree with your mom. You should! It's a very personal sort of piece that a lot of people could relate to. And you made this up spur of the moment? Wow, I envy your talent!

submitted by Blonde Heroines Rule
(May 17, 2014 - 3:37 pm)

Okay.

First off...

*hugs*

And secondly...

THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU. Thank goodness for positive people.Your comments are so true. I totally get how bullied can feel like. Fortunately, I've learned to avoid them, at least for now, but I'm going to high school in the fall and there's going to be A LOT of people...which means A LOT of bullies. Eeesshhh.

But thank you so much.

Um...wait...what? You "envy" my "talent?" That's a joke, right? Tell me it's a joke. Or is it Opposite Day already?

 

submitted by Nora the Singer
(May 17, 2014 - 8:16 pm)

The praise is well earned, Nora. You're an incredible writer! And yes, you have an amazing talent! I wish I could write things like that. You touched people in a special way, and that isn't something just anyone can do. I'd love to read more poetry if you happen to write any more.

submitted by Blonde Heroines Rule
(May 18, 2014 - 4:40 pm)

One Word.

 

Beautiful. 

submitted by Madeline
(May 17, 2014 - 6:14 pm)

I literally just started to cry...

Thank you so so so much. *hugs*

submitted by Nora the Singer
(May 18, 2014 - 8:25 am)

What is the title on Wattpad?

submitted by Ever
(May 17, 2014 - 6:20 pm)

Um...okay, well, y'all are going to find out anyway, so the title is "Down," which you've probably guessed. But if you find it, you'll find the name I go by in real life, which is my middle name, which is...

*drumroll please*

Maeve.

And the user's Maevesinger. 

Okay, well I just blew the secret. 

But as Elsa would do...

Let it go

Let it go

Can't hold it back anymore

submitted by Nora the Singer
(May 18, 2014 - 8:29 am)