As I walk through these stubborn days that are supposedly called my life, I think, is it worth it. I mean, life sucks, these memories kill, my heartcontinuosly breaks, the walls i builtto protect myself leave me feeling numb, and I'm in love. But, I'm too young to be feeling these things. Nobody wants to understand so all they do, is say I'm going through a stage. What they don't know is, is that, it's been a lifelong stage for me. I run to my room, and fall onto my bedas a blurred vision pours into my eyes. Everyday I go through this life and I dont see or feel a thing. I curl up, because, no one really cares. I've shut the world away, because it's better then getting hurt by everyone you see. I open my eyes, and see the one that has never let me down. I grab her and pull her to me. She's a beautiful shade of red, she never leaves me, and if i ask her to do something, she does it. I feel her clutching my chest, slowly causing me to gasp for air, bleed. I realize that this is alast night. I pull her away, and I look at the slashes on my wrist. Rose. I grab my friend but the end, with both hands, and stab her into my bliss, overflows me as I gasp in agony. I pull her out, and watch my useless life pour out of me, staining me. I feel myself falling into a deep black, where I cant hear. Where, I cant feel. I take ehr again, and slash my heart once again, cutting it. And I realize, that I finally did it. I fall again, but this time onto a floor. I feel myself leaving.I open my eyes one last time, and see a beautiful masterpiece. I chuckle, and cough out the words with blood, 'There.I'm no one's toy anymore.' I close my eyes, and feel my heart slowly stop, and breath in agonizing content, as I go.