laugh in the face of death
give him a big old smile and say
“fuck you”
tell him
“I don’t care if I die,
I’m not afraid.
Not of you,
not of where you’ll take me.
So come on!
Kill me!
Kill me you crazy fucker,
or I’ll do it myself!”
and he’ll back down
saying
“shit man,
calm down
it’s not that big of a deal”
and tell him
“no big deal?
what the hell you talking about?
no big deal.
psh.
You’re fucking death
come to fucking kill me
and I’m supposed to be shitting my pants
but guess what?
fuck you!
I’m not afraid!
Come at my you mad-house fuck
I wanna see what you got!”
death’ll run then
off back into the shadows
where he waits for you regain your fear
but right then
high on the adrenaline of this whole scene
you can’t be touched by him
you just said
“fuck you”
to death
and guess what?
keep it up
and
he might just never come to get you