Rejection. Controlling me like a dictator. Powerful like Hitler or Stalin, yet it has no lips to speak, no eyes to see, no heart to feel, no brain to think, no limbs to move, no ears to hear... A horrid feeling. A speechless, invisible, lifeless force keeping me from complete happiness. Controlling my thoughts, my feelings. Preventing me from loving, from trusting, from confidence. Preventing me from my biggest desire... All of my past crushes, victims devoured by rejection. The minute I lay my eyes on the innocent, helpless, boy rejection swarms from out of its cold place inside of me and kills him.


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