Can I talk to you? What if I tell you that I’m lonely and needy? Is it alright to believe that I still have a chance?
My name’s not important. I have many. None suit the person I was or the monster I’ve become.
Monsters aren’t so bad. At least they don’t hide their ugliness, the darkness that fills them. You say you’re human, I’ll say I’m skeptical. If I tell you the things I’ve done, you won’t want to look at me. You might even try to run.
But please, just listen to me. It’s awful to be all alone. No family, no friends, only blood-curdling memories. They haunt me and I haunt you.
Laugh with me. Show me that you want to be with me. Yes. You can do it. It took me so long to find you. Even broke a tooth and a finger to bring you here.
Hold my hand. It’s not as soft as yours but it’s warmer.
What’s that? Did you say something? I’m listening. Please speak to me.
Look. I’ve got you a present. It’s my grandmother’s necklace. She was the only one who tolerated me.
Here. Allow me. Ahhh. You look so pretty. I want to kiss you. Make you mine.
Come on. Say something. Why won’t you? Don’t stare at me like I’m an idiot.
Do you think I am?
Please save me. I can’t do this again and again.
Hello? Hey there! Are you deaf?!
You won’t talk to me either. I should’ve known better.
You’re just like the rest of them! Unkind! Indecent! DISGUSTING!
I feared you’d be heartless. But I wanted to be sure. When I cut open your chest, your heart was still beating. It looked amazing, so ravishing, a piece of art.
It finally stopped. I was right, it didn’t want me. I’ll bury you next to the others. You won’t feel the least bit lonely.
My loneliness is a curse and not a matter of choice.
Never mind though. I’ll try to find someone again.
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