I am a mental health nurse but don't really want to get into my opinion and experience as it is such a complicated issue to address in a handful of sentences. What I would like to do is share a poem with you about the potential consequences of the adult world turning a blind eye to bullying and not speaking up against it.





Silence is Golden



It's not the names thrown by ignorant mouths

Or the drumming fists falling one by one



It is the silence on your lips, it is the stillness of your tongue



It's not that you watched me shielded by my hair and sat alone

Or the knowing hatred of texts sent by twisted thumbs



It is the silence on your lips, it is the stillness of your tongue



It's not the self made ladder of red lines on my arms

As they slowly fade and whiten to crooked rungs



It is the silence on your lips, it is the stillness of your tongue



It's not the cold slap of the train tracks

Or the last breath from my lungs



It is the stillness of your lips, it is the silence on your tongue