Rejection Poem by Desiree Whitamore

If you were to call me up
Or even say my name
I know itd be enough
To take away my pain.

I try not to speak with sorrow
Or to look weak in your eyes
And I try not to steal or borrow
The talk you talk in your lies.

Because I don't want you to see
How much we are the same
It might make it harder for me
To know you know my pain.

In my sleep I hear your voice
Telling me to reach
Either quit or grab your hand
Stop wasting time on each.

I close my eyes and count to ten
While you judge me up and down
The rage that fills inside of me
Worsens when you're around.

Because I've learned not to trust you
And I've learned not to hold your hand.
You'll only let go eventually
And its the rejection I can't stand.