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Rejection
Rejection. It hurts.
It cracks your soul.
It burns your heart
until nothing is left.
But just one?
Just a single rejection?
Can it possibly do that to you?
No, it cannot.
To burn a heart
and destroy a soul
it takes dozens
dozens of rejections
But even that is not enough.
Laughter and ridicule
following rejection
hurt the most.
Then, you shut out the world.
You build up emotional walls.
You do whatever is necessary
to protect yourself.
To protect yourself from the pain.
To never experience it again.
To keep your heart and soul intact.
To protect, but not to rebuild.
You build the barrier to protect yourself.
You never rebuild yourself.
You let your heart sit in misery.
Broken almost beyond repair.
The ashes of your heart
and the pieces of your soul
lay on the ground forever.
And one day you get tired of it.
You decide to rebuild.
As you begin to rebuild
you let the walls you built crumble.
The walls degrade and slowly fall.
As the rebuild commences
you start to feel better.
You feel like you can take on the world.
So you decide to try again.
You decide to let yourself feel again.
You find someone who arouses your feelings.
You talk to them and ask them that one question.
And then it happens again.
You are rejected and ridiculed for your feelings.
The pieces of your heart and soul break into more pieces
and more pieces and more and more and more and more pieces.
And then what's left?
Rejection. It hurts.
It cracks your soul.
It burns your heart
until nothing is left.
But just one?
Just a single rejection?
Can it possibly do that to you?
No, it cannot.
To burn a heart
and destroy a soul
it takes dozens
dozens of rejections
But even that is not enough.
Laughter and ridicule
following rejection
hurt the most.
Then, you shut out the world.
You build up emotional walls.
You do whatever is necessary
to protect yourself.
To protect yourself from the pain.
To never experience it again.
To keep your heart and soul intact.
To protect, but not to rebuild.
You build the barrier to protect yourself.
You never rebuild yourself.
You let your heart sit in misery.
Broken almost beyond repair.
The ashes of your heart
and the pieces of your soul
lay on the ground forever.
And one day you get tired of it.
You decide to rebuild.
As you begin to rebuild
you let the walls you built crumble.
The walls degrade and slowly fall.
As the rebuild commences
you start to feel better.
You feel like you can take on the world.
So you decide to try again.
You decide to let yourself feel again.
You find someone who arouses your feelings.
You talk to them and ask them that one question.
And then it happens again.
You are rejected and ridiculed for your feelings.
The pieces of your heart and soul break into more pieces
and more pieces and more and more and more and more pieces.
And then what's left?
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Three
She sat just three seats away
During class every other day
We talked a little but I never knew
The pain she was going through
Only three short days ago
We heard the tale of woe
Took her life because she couldn't bare
How little people seemed to care
This isn't how it was meant to be
All this pain and misery
You left far before your time
Now you're all that's been on my mind
Those three little words
It turns out she never heard
Parents beat her black and blue
Rather than say "We love you"
Three times she'd tried before
This time she wanted to be sure
Her wrists were cut up and bleeding dry
No one got a chance to say goodbye
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You and Me
You came closer,
Eye to eye.
You held my face,
Flesh to flesh.
You pulled me near,
Heart to heart.
You kissed me,
Lips to lips.
You love me,
Me and you.
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i'm sorry.
i'm sorry for subjecting you to my nonsense,
for making you deal with my crappy poems,
for imposing upon you my personal circle of hell.
i'm sorry for my silver silences,
for all the times i couldn't say a word,
for the walls i built around myself in hopes
that behind them, i'll disappear unnoticed.
i'm sorry for letting myself stray beyond your reach,
for getting lost in the shadows and the lies.
i'm sorry for destroying myself without a thought
as to the possibility i was hurting you too
and i'm sorry that i don't know how to make it all better.
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I also wrote this while emotionally unstable. It helped me feel better.
I hope y'all like it.
I hope y'all like it.
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Ooo, that last line is good.
i can relate, too...hope all is well for you now.
i can relate, too...hope all is well for you now.