Andrew, are you still waiting for that text from a close friend?
Are you still talking to no one, creating ghosts out of thin air?
Are you still favoring the gameover over a continue without a care?
Andrew, do you still regret everything and just long for the end?
Do you still create characters that constantly break and try to bend?
Characters like you who want death, going to the river styx with no fare
So close, yet they hold on to something that forces them to care
Andrew, why do you still live? Do you want to die? Will you defend?
Or will you let your guard down as the axe swings?
Do you still make worlds more interesting from your own?
Are you still stacking apples instead of preparing a sword for war?
Did you finally punch someone, and stop caring about things?
Did you finally appreciate life? Or do you still want to break a bone?
Andrew, are you okay? Are you still getting dirt when mining for ore?
About the Creator
Andrew Dixon
Hey there I'm Andrew! I like video games, movies, and anime among other things. I write poetry and fictional stories although most of the time I write reviews which are mostly just my thoughts on video games and etc.
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