To Anyone Who Thinks I'm Crazy Part XV

I must taste good.
Better than candy,
Because I kept you coming back for more.
You pulled me close,
whispered sweet promises,
and loved me until it was too difficult to bear.
Oh baby make it hurt more, you said.
Oh really, I said as I clawed at your shoulders.
I was making it hurt, and you said you liked it.
Well then you returned the favor,
only more vicious...
More evil.
I didn't like it.
You took my screams of pain and fear
As pleasure and happiness.
I trusted you too much.
Trusted you with my innocence.
But what a fool i was to think that you really loved me.
You were the perfect stalker.
Perfect animal.
You once asked me what i was thinking.
And i said, Why me?
You replied, me too.
I was depressed and i needed a shoulder.
Yours was open.
But enough of this bullshit.
Sometimes you fall before you fly.
Sometimes you laugh when you should cry.
Go figure.
When things got messed up,
You wanted to give up.
Nothing seemed right but it turned out fine.
Just when you learned the game of life.
All the rules change overnight.
It seems so wrong to even try,
But taking a chance never felt so right.
Not everything is what it seems.
There's never just one meaning.
When life starts making sense
The world is upside down again.
Angry with myself,
I turn away and mutter something in Chinese.
I used to know what it meant,
But now its just an empty sentence.
I sob and make my nails dig into my palms.
You notice the blood dripping and ask whats wrong.
I freeze in the summer air.
Nothing, I say, nevermind.
I wipe away my tears.
You ask if there is anything you can do.
I answere plainly.
Kill me.
You dont do it of course.
You "love" me too much.
And as I put the gun to my head,
You freeze.
And in the two seconds before I pull the trigger,
My life passes before me.
But I see nothing.
Time passes too quickly...
and its all gone.
Two months later,
at a relatives house,
crying in the bathroom,
Your relative asks whats wrong.
You answer simply,
I'm just missing my other half,
Don't worry,
I'll be fine soon.
And in the two seconds before you pull the trigger,
You see my face and its all gone.

Love,
Mars Grace
Age 14
WRITTEN: Friday, July 10, 2009, 11:48:02 PM