My Dying Superman

This is a poem I wrote today based of a dream/nightmare I had the night before. The dream may/may not be a part of the blog or a separate blog all together. Until then, here is my poem.

They call me Superman
There's nothing amazing about this man
He does super things
That everyone can see
But they don't know
Because it doesn't show
The pain inside
I will die tonight
I am not super
I am not man
I wore a cape
I wore a mask
Blood in my eyes
Falling from the skies
It was not meant to be
A mortal man is all I see
A fatal mistake I did make
To impersonate an icon is my fate
I am Superman
I do super things
I am a mortal man
I die a mortal death

~End

Author's Note

Reviews

[MoonlitAngel]

Aw.:( It's so sad. Very well written though. It paints a picture before my eyes. Very good.

[Klayton Calix]

This poem was written on March 9th 2009 btw.