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Wednesday, May 19, 2004


This need a grade
Hey I made this poem because I was so depressed after what she said to me so can you see if this is good, because I'm going to put this in my poemetry contest.

Rejected
“No I don’t like you that way” No!!!
As the words stick in my head like a cold hard needle piercing my soft, fragile, tender heart. “Hey kid you’ve been rejected!!” Just like the earth rejecting the sun just to see it on the other side. I pondered in my head, what the hell have I done to deserve this? But the words kept pounding my head harder…harder…HARDER!!! Till, I couldn’t take it no more.
There was only one friend for me who wouldn’t reject me. And that’s the numbers on the pills and alcohol beverage. B2 and Colt .40, I took the pills in one shot and started reminiscing. I staggered, cry, and shamelessly withered. As I withered my life away I wonder to myself. Did they really reject me…? Or did I reject my self.



















Sebastian Anton McCall

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