The pathetic game of "love"

Don't you ever forget about me

I will become a dream from the past for you

No, more like a nightmare

Who will haunt you forever you live

I made your life hell

I am sorry,

For messing with your heart

For being confused

For giving you all I had

I had to go

Had to take what you've given

I am sorry, 

I tried to make it work

This relationship was like a roller coaster

Of pathetic teenage love and hate

This wasn't near love, 

It was all lust

We are just kids,

We don't know what we're doing

This sick horrid game we know as love, 

Slowly changes as the devil takes over

To hatred and hell, 

Damned us all

Made us sick

Made us depressed

Made us hurt like nothing else

Like what I did,

I hurt you

Like when you would hurt me, 

With your lies, and words, 

You don't understand why I left

I left for the better

It hurt me almost more than you

"You ruined my life"

You make me want to hang myself

With the noose your actions tied for me

You think you did nothing wrong

It was all me, 

Was it, was it really?

You are as sick and twisted as the razor

I slowly glide across my pale white skin

As the blood you once made boil with passion

Trickles down my arm, Splashing to the ground,

But this is said and done

Closing to the end

Of our pathetic game we called love. 

Author's Note

Sorry for any grammar problems.

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

I accept your grammar "problems" if you would just hold a hug for the while I read your poem a second time. O.K.? : ) Even if only a tough or evil poem, I wish I could have read one poem that was written for me. I hear the nicest things said in my comment boxes and letter over the last two years, and especially on THIS site, but have no idea what a poem to ME looks like. Reading this poem and the other ones to your mom, an ex, and yourself... is pretty endearing and eye-opening to see such passion poured into those moments of fear and levity with release when you were writing your pieces, Gabby!! : ) *Big Hugzz* So, I accept any silly grammar mistakes, but only in the grasp of a selfish hug of mine that I may seek. : ) This line broke my heart: "You make me want to hang myself". Even if it were just "words", someone may read this, side with you, and try this for THEM!! I have lost about 69+ friends to murder, suicide, and ODing. I have walked in on about 3 hangings from friends, and it wasn't their death faces that stick with me, or their curled up purple hands gripping their palms, or their bloated lips and bulged eyes, or even the fact that they decided to cut themselves or stab their bellies so much that it turned to mush from the punishment before their hangings. It was that I could still hear their ropes and threads being stretched as they hung with that weight! I think I really like you, and I am not so lucky to just be able to walk across the street, give you a hug, and go home. Nope..... I don't get to be that lucky. Some of the coolest "if not all, I guess" ...people I have met live so far away from me, and I have lost between 15 and 20 sine I have been writing poetry in the last two years to suicide. So, that is a tough line to read from you. I have been here for about 6-7 months now, so don't think that some of those 15-20 are NOT from this site, Gabby...... Keep writing. Write ANYTHING!! xoxox -Mark