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Confessions of a Trampled Heart
Chapter 2 of 3
JunellaThis poem basically embodies what I felt after the pain has worn off: rage. Couple of curse words here which may be a little strong, but hey, isn't it satisfying when you apply them to someone who thoroughly deserves them?
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That’s it.
I’m done
I’m sick of being your punching bag
I’m tired of living in your shadow
I’ve had enough of your false pretences,
And your blatant lies.
You bloody fag
I treated you like a king
But to you
I was little better than a toy
Something
To entertain and amuse you
Something
To discard once you lost all interest.
Go to Hell.
I hate
Despise
Loath
Abhor you
Even the deepest level of Hell
Is much too good for you.
I don’t give a damn about how you feel
Because you have never done that for me
I’m tired of making the first move
Of being the one who heals the rifts.
All the time and love
Wasted.
All the tears I cried for you
Useless.
I can’t believe all that meant nothing to you.
Damn you.
A/N: I did feel irrational rage against the person who caused me so much anguish, once I dug my way out of the depression and self-doubting. I suppose it seems a little silly when one looks at it, but as I'm sure you know, it's hard to control your emotions sometimes, and plenty exhausting as well, so I chose to vent it this way.
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Latest 25 Reviews for Confessions of a Trampled Heart
7 Reviews | 5.57/10 Average
A good ending for this little story of yours...I like dark stories with strong emotions with hope in the end...I'm happy for you that you seem to have overcome this guy. And I hope you'll never have to endure anything similar.
Response from Junella (Author of Confessions of a Trampled Heart)
Thanks for the reviews! I'm really touched you left one for each chapter 
I think i've gotten over him now (mostly) cos the suckiest thing now is that I found out I went into the same school with him, and now I can't stop bumping into him! Man...
Response from Kaesespaetzle (Reviewer)
I think one can never get over anything like that entirely...It's really bad that you have to meet him so often.But why did you notice that only afterwards?!
Response from Junella (Author of Confessions of a Trampled Heart)
Because during the first month or so, I didn't see him at all, darling, and I couldn't be bothered to inquire after him through mutual friends. Bit slow of me, I know. Oh well, I've registered to switch schools, and am hoping that it'll get through, so I don't have to see him anymore. It brings back memories every time I see him, and it's getting to be a little distracting.
This is sooo intense!I don't know any writer who doesn't write the best things when being depressed or in another extreme situation...And now, on to the last one!
I like it very much! Uhh, not good at reviewing...I'll read the rest right away!
I've been there before... after a relationship is over. The hurt does fade eventually--thankfully. Hopefully yours has eased.
No, it's righteous rage... to me.
I can feel your sadness it seems. Feeling alone sucks, especially when you really aren't alone. You know?
You've done some pretty good work here so far. The way you write really shows what you must've been going through when you were feeling these things. I'm sorry that the inspiration had to be so painful, and I hope that you make a full recovery.
Response from Junella (Author of Confessions of a Trampled Heart)
Thank you, that was really sweet. I'm glad to say that I am safely out of that tunnel, and ironically, those three were among my personal favourites. I seem to be at my best during depression. Silly, isn't it? XD
Response from Pennfana (Reviewer)
Not silly at all. Some of my best work has been done when I was down in the dumps. I know a few other people who are the same way; a friend of mine thinks that it might be because of the strong emotions brought on by bad situations. Essentially, the theory is that there's more inspiration to write in times like that because you have to do something or go crazy. In any case, these are some pretty powerful poems and I look forward to reading more of them.