Rejection be thy name,
Welcome to its game,
It always feels the same,
The beast you cannot tame.

I work all day and night,
I try to make things right,
I try to see the light,
But now I feel your bite.

I feel your sting I take the pain,
I lose my glory as you reign,
Happiness I must feign,
Will there be hope for me to gain?

I feel so empty now inside,
I know my soul has now died,
Iv sat in tears now and Iv cried,
Deep in sadness I stay bide.

I need to see theres something in me,
Something others can actually see,
Something that helps me bring glee,
I wont care of what the fee.

I cant go on like this anymore,
Iv never felt like this before,
My heart is sad and bits of gore,
My own quality way to poor.

Rejection will you end?
Will my soul ever mend?
Will the rules ever bend?
Well, thats not Rejection's trend.

im not a fan of rhyiming poems but thats was nice.
your final words are a bit lame thoa but I cant do any better.

great job 7/10

Thank You

This doesn't belong in Toribash Art, as it is clearly not Toribash Art.

This art is more General, so perhaps it belongs in General Art?