Rejection

Cold, dark room
The impending doom
Of rejection
Reflecting
Nesting
Infecting
Rotting from the inside
No sound thoughts can abide
This mind filled with parasites
Besides the evil thoughts
That I fought to keep at bay
But they often come out and play
Haunting me like prey
Never leaving me unscathed
And I always cave
To the lies they tell
And I bet hell would be a better place
If it could placate
The darkness in my brain

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