Hero ComplexA Poem by Dennis ShanabergThe complexities of a hero who finds he's not the one.I was convinced I was the hero It was in everything I tried to write, But little did I not know That I simply did not have the fight. I’m just one person with so little weight I try to take the weight of the world But I need to leave it to its awful fate. I am not a savior, But I tell myself I’ve got to save you Gotta make you well. It is the curse I’ve made Inside this heart insane. I feel the heavy weight Of every single mistake. Build my cross And crucify me Cuz I can’t live with How small I am. I can’t help A single person Much less saving the Entire Earth. Cannot find The thin line That I have to draw Everytime they call. Signal high In the grey sky Is for someone else Who can do some good. I am not a savior, But I tell myself I’ve got to save you Gotta make you well. It is the curse I’ve made Inside this heart insane. I feel the heavy weight Of every single mistake. The complexity of a hero Who finds he’s not the one. A hero complex is what I’ve got It will never be gone. I was convinced I was the hero It was in everything I tried to write, But little did I not know That I simply did not have the fight. I’m just one person with so little weight I try to take the weight of the world But I need to leave it to its awful fate. © 2012 Dennis Shanaberg |
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Added on March 9, 2012 Last Updated on March 9, 2012 AuthorDennis ShanabergMentor, OHAboutAbout my Life… It’s a preface far too long For anyone to read. It’s growing longer everyday. Filled with love and laughter, life and greed. more..Writing
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