Brutality of Rejection

17 May 2014

·Qureshi

Is rejection more of a sting? Or more of a slap? Whatever feeling it may bring It leaves me feeling like crap Disappointment? Might be Like a harsh drop Down a cliff from a high tree And you plummet with no stop Is it anxiety Or do I really have to throw up Is it just society Because it's no fairy cup Through the plummet you toss and turn You fall deeper and deeper You can't yearn And you're never a sleep-er Eyes with dark circles Half smiles It's all part of it You feel empty And you try to brace up a bit How does that work out? It doesn't You have some doubt Maybe you're just lonely Maybe you're losing your mind Maybe you're empty and see Maybe you're not accepted Maybe you are a reject But that's okay It's okay to plummet To fall Even from a summit The wind is best when you fall Then things matter less Who am I? Who are you? You can take a guess Or admit you haven't a clue But I guess it gets better When you wake up Wake up to reality The world doesn't see your feelings So pretend they don't exist You become too tired to dole chances So you don't You stop your dances Maybe when you have energy Then you'll be alive again But you blame the persons For not forgiving Then it worsens But you pushed Meaning or not Feelings were smushed Now this problem is what you got You don't feel it like you think The nerves As if you're going to sink You don't know the purpose it serves But maybe it's all a lie Maybe emotions aren't real Why? Why is it a big deal? But not feeling I've been there It's bad for dealing It slaps back at you without care Like a wave crashing against you You wake up and feel You don't know what to do Or now how to deal So deal with rejection Loneliness Patheticness Because eventually it'll pass You do it alone And some days you don't try And feel alone And cry But everyone learns some lessons Some are harder than others Pain isn't new So you figure what to do

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Qureshi

I am quirky, ever-changing moods. I am a middle child, I love writing poetry, and I guess I'm funny. Poetry is my escape/relief, it keeps me sane. My poems are mostly about sadness, love, life struggles.. so a mix of happy and sad.

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