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Hero


You finally broke…

You finally caved…

I heard you cry out your eyes…

After all these months of you acting like it was okay…

 

I finally realized what true torment is…

That the things that used to cause you pain were small fish in a big pond…

That in the grand scheme and in the bigger picture…

Those things compared to now don’t correspond…

 

I watched your face crumple…

I watched you shatter like shards of broken glass…

I watched you become something I’d never seen…

And the sounds of your sobs choked me like poison gas…

 

I watched your emotions slide from one end of the spectrum to the next

Like a mass of sharks swarming around a drop of blood

Never knowing the source of their blind ambition

But never ceasing to give up

 

But I guess I’m just now realizing

That even the strongest of foundations can shake

That sometimes the things we view as indestructible

Can be tampered with and can break

 

I realize now that all heroes have a weakness

That at some point their threshold has taken all it can take

And that while they’re busy saving the world?

People never seem to understand what makes them truly great

 

That being a hero has much more to do with selflessness

That being a hero means giving it their all

That even when the odds are stacked against them

They’ll fight to the end and stand tall

 

And that in the end?

They will never ask for accreditation

And they will always and forever unknowingly

Generate and birth inspiration

 

And the beauty of it all?

Is that my hero has always been you

You’ve undoubtedly shaped my world

From something dead and broken into something new

 

You alone have wielded the sword called hope

And destroyed the uncontainable bitterness that grew within

And the feeling that flooded my innards,

Is gone and I can breathe again...

 

I was so hopelessly blind

That I thought there was nothing worth perceiving

But you standing by me for this whole entirety

Is proof that you don’t need eyes for believing

 

So no,

When you crumble and fall its not weakness

When you cant take anymore from the world

It isn’t a step back or a regress

 

Every tear that’s fallen?

Is another plate of armor to add to your heart of steel

And that every time you’ve felt torn down?

Isn’t a blow to your Achilles’ heel

 

No matter how small you feel

Always know this to be true

You’re my biggest hero

And I owe my life to you

 

 

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