You know how sometimes

You think of something

Then convey it differently?

Or sometimes

You are being genuinely nice

But people think of it as being plastic?

When you say something that's totally unoffensive

Yet hurts the hell out to others?

Or you act yourself

Then everyone reads on it as if you're out of your mind

Or you just ask something

Out of curiousity

Then gets accused of being paranoid

Nothing around me breathes.

Nothing moves.

Nothing sees.

Feels.

Hears.

Nothing is here but me.

Nothing.

No one.

But me.

I have many fears,

Just like any human,

Fear seems to be apart of our mind that cannot be truly removed or destroyed;

But you ask what I fear,

What I specifically fear,

So I shall tell you of some of them.

My first and greatest fear,

Is to fall in love,

Only to lose her, and the child, in childbirth;

It is a fear that has plagued me,

And caused more than one horrifically terrifying nightmare.

My second fear,

Is that despite my hopes,

That the country in which I live,

Will turn into a fascist state,

That the good life I should've had,

Will be stolen from me from under my feet,

By the evil of men in power.

And that is all I'm willing to say about my fears.

- Michael Hall

come to me with your confidence

and all

that you know i want.

you don’t expect me to be someone i’m not,

because you know i am vulnerable, right?

you can see the tenderness in

the reality of my defenseless heart.

i like my voice as it describes you to me

…and now, i have something i need to tell you

in person.

don’t ask me to show you what it’s like to lose a beautiful heart,

mine.

don’t let me go another day before i tell you i love you.

© r.e.l. 1/2/15

[ originally posted on My Secret Innuendo® http://mysecretinnuendo.com/2015/01/02/my-voice-as-it-describes-you/ ]

I am not easily frightened

Just go and ask my friends.

They always try to scare me

It never ever ends.

There efforts are so pointless

For if you want to scare me,

You will have to do much more work

Than just sneaking up behind me.

Screams might surprise me,

But that is not a scare.

Heights also will not work,

You might say it's unfair.

So what is it that can scare me?

Well gather round and hear:

There is only one thing

That can bring about real fear.

Needles with their sharp heads,

And their giant plunger.

When I see one coming my way,

I find something to hide under.

So if you want to scare me,

That is what you must find.

Or you could go back to trying,

To scare me from behind.

But it. Won't. Work.