Mon Aug 6, 2012, 5:11 AM
if i die young"Hey Andrew?" I mumble, sleepily. "Yeah, baby?" He grumbles back, fighting to stay awake. "If I die young, can you promise me something?" I ask, almost timidly. It wasn't like I was planning on killing myself or anything, I just wanted someone to know. "You're not gonna kill yourself are you?" He almost jumps up, but I push him back down and rest my head on his chest. "No, of course not babe." I laugh lightly, listening to the sound of his heart. "I just want to make sure that no one will wear black to it. Throw a party. Play the songs you'll know I love. Invite hobos to mooch off my food. Oh and, most of all, don't dress me up. I want to be just the way I would normally be." I heard him chuckle beneath me. "What's so funny?" "You." He sighs, "You're just amazing. I still have no idea how I got you, you know?" I wrinkle my nose, just like I always do when I get mad, and smack him on the chest softly. "You're not that bad." I answer him sarcatically, "But I did fix you up a little bit."
SecretsPerson to person Spreads like wildfire Some hurt Some cause love Some cause hate Some cause betrayal All cause a reaction Good or bad So should you take a chance? Should you spill a secret?
Defense Mechanismsall those long nights, staying awake, [barely] just to talk, what a joke. delirious visions follow you, guiding the faulty heart, if only there were no cracks, [no fissures] if more blood, [more oxygen] would lead the control center, you would realize, it was never real, he never cared, about the way you bite your pens, or even the sound of your laughter. If you make believe reality, your blinding fantasy, will not be what it seems.
Who Sees Me?Perhaps I'm seen. Perchance not. It all depends, On what you've thought. For truth is perception, Fogged in gray. For so many deceptions, So easily hold sway. So was I seen? Or was it a lie? No-one sees, As I slowly cry. For deception is easy, The trust yet unseen. With a clear percept