MYSTROGWAPO

REJECTION

At times I\'ve been lost,

At times I\'ve been the host,

Neither of which is my post,

I\'m just a visitor in this frost.

 

I know all too well the cost,

Of rejection, ghastly as a ghost,

For one who failed the most,

In love, that sarcastic toast.

 

Her heart I tried to accost,

My feelings, she made compost,

All that\'s left in me is exhaust,

As my heart she did just roast.