Melanie Weeks

Rookie - 11 Points (02-05-92 / Louisiana)

Rejection - Poem by Melanie Weeks

Ah,
Here we go again..
Sweet Rejection
Followed by depression.
Had it time
And time again

Though it was right
Thought he was THE ONE
Thought it would be the end.
The end to all this pain.
The end
Thought he's be there
Just for me
Thought he'd be different,
Thought I could handle him
Evidently not.

It pains me to say
That he don't love me
But I love him so much

They say that I'm
Too young
To know what Love is.
They think
That just because
The age that I am
I don't know pain

But believe me,
I do
And at times,
It's unbearable.

I finally find my razor,
My promises all broken,
Glide it gently
Across my skin,
Watch the red peep out
And my pain reseeds.

Watch and hear
Their cries of sorrow and rage
In hearing what I've done.

Hear them fussing
As I tell them why.
Watch them
Go up to him,
Tell him the news.

Watch the way
He looks at me,
And I him.
Watch me smile sadly
I turn,
And walk away,
Still smileing
That pained smile

Topic(s) of this poem: cutting


Comments about Rejection by Melanie Weeks

  • (11/13/2008 2:26:00 AM)

    When it comes to love age has no boundries. Anyone who disagrees should read this poem. Great work and keep writing. (Report)Reply

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  • (8/31/2008 4:41:00 AM)

    A dangerous feeling, love is. And it gets even more dangerous to know that you're lovelorn, cause it makes people do crazy things. But you can never be too young or too old to love, as love has no age boundaries. Excellent piece: -) (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 31, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, August 14, 2015


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