Fictional Heroes

Wed, 10/05/2016 - 11:13 -- dmora

When times are bad, that darkness gains form 

Its shadowy hands reach out 

Bringing fear and coldness

I try to run, but there is no where to hide 

Its close now, I can feel it's bloodlust 

Yearning to give me steel kisses on my wrists 

To claim me as his fallen 

"I never give up. I never go back on my word." 

Light comes to shatter 

It's suffocating embrace, and brings forth a hero 

One born with a demon inside 

A choice not of his own, but rather one made in hope he'd save the world 

Unknowing this he struggles endless nights alone 

Hated by everyone, believing him to be nothing more than a ticking time bomb  

But still he does not given in 

He tries and fails, still to stand tall and smile 

Refusing to give in, to accept fate 

He grows through many trials until he's made a place for himself in every heart, 

That had doubted and feared him 

He accepted the darkness of the past and his demon as friends 

He was hope in human form 

He was not real, but to me he gave me back what I had lost 

Realizing that there are times when days are gray 

He did not cry, he did not break 

Instead he turned his pain to strength

Rising against the odds he became more than a "demon child" 

He became a hero with a heart of gold 

Others like him I have seen 

Born with extraordinary power they still faced hardship 

There were times they could have given in 

Times they remembered they were still only human, but even then 

They did not surrender 

In pain and engraved with scars they stood once more 

Choosing to believe

In friendship, family, love, and hope 

Every sacrifice a reason more

To keep moving forward 

They saved me 

Giving me back faith in myself 

I don't have super powers 

I'm not a shinobi, a wizard, an alchemist, or an exorcist 

I'm only human, but because I know that 

I know I can stand again 

They might not be real, they might only be fictional characters 

But they reminded me that even heroes can't save everyone 

That they aren't perfect, but if I can still fight 

If I can still try 

I can one day be a better me than I am today 

It may be childish, and irrational for reality is clear 

But still I choose to remain true to myself 

I am a child at heart, but I'd rather believe in the impossible 

Than let reality's darkness break me 

Remember believe in yourself 

You are your own hero 

Only you decide where you go and how it will all end 

Make your story a good one

This poem is about: 
Me

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