anti hero - percy jackson ²

seven

Come one, come all
It's happening again

[ chapter seven - i hate it here ]
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What's the most
Dangerous thing in the world?

Some say skydiving with no parachute
Or bleeding in shark infested waters.

Others say that it's
Running headfirst into a burning building
Or threatening a wild animal.

What's the most
Dangerous thing in the world?

They ask me the question
Expecting an answer that's the same.

Instead, the word that comes to mind is love.

You put your heart out there,
expecting the person you've given it to
To hold it and cherish it like their own.

Sometimes they do.

But sometimes they stab it
And squeeze it
Until it's bleeding in their palm
And down onto their forearm and shoes.

And sometimes...
Even when you feel the pain from those actions
And you feel yourself dying
from the loss of blood
And the stab wounds and the squeezing...
You still trust your heart in their hands
Far more than you trust it in your own.

I would jump out of that plane
With nothing to save me
But my hope that if I go down,
At least I go down with my lover.

I would dive
Right into that shark-filled water
Having full faith
That their arms would protect me.

I would sprint
Into a building engulfed in flames
For the tiny chance that I could save
That beautiful heart of theirs.

I would threaten a wild animal
So that they could escape.

I would let him stab me in the back
Five hundred times over
If he called me baby as he did it.