A Conversation Between Myself and A Fallen Hero

A Conversation Between Myself and A Fallen Hero

A Poem by FallenHeroXx
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Gone...

Like I’m pushed off a cliff..

Like I’ve been caught in a rift…

I want to die..

I can say it and not tell a lie..

“When everything’s meant to be broken, I just want you to know who I am”

Spare me of the lies..

It’s not a surprise..

Everything I f*****g hear feels like I’m being lied to..

Oh yeah..

A Fallen Hero’s back f**s..

All these unapologetic f***s..

Why won’t they just go to hell..

F**K YOU!!!

That’s what I like!

How come nobody f*****g gets that?

Yeah..

Palle (my lighter side) is f*****g squishy..

So f*****g imperfect…

Not like me..

I’m definitely not perfect..

I’m just strong..

I’m smart..

I’m f*****g amazing..

I’m the reason his Heroine’s still here..

When he’s f*****g weak and puny..

I take the f**k over..

I’m his backup plan..

How come no one knows this?

The dark side feeding in me..

The Fallen Hero takes over..

I hate him now..

I’m proud of him..

But he can’t see the sides of life..

Not the same as me..

It’s not easy being a twisted freak…

He’s living on the edge..

Drugs, alcohol and everything bad..

Him..

I hate myself…

Nonetheless he’s saved me..

A lot of times..

Saved me from killing myself..

Made me see that I couldn’t fall to the dark depths of my complex mind..

Yet I’m such a puny f**k…

Oh god..

Palle wishes to admire me..

He does..

But not in the way that I want him to..

I took over that’s for sure..

F*****g b***h couldn’t handle himself..

His weak mind couldn’t stand the pain after Her..

I feel it yeah..

But not that much..

To him it’s like a knife to the heart..

To me it’s like being bit by some sick s**t..

Not that bad really..

I do admire him for his courage though…

I just don’t f*****g get it..

He can express love with his whole heart…

How?

I don’t know how..

I just can…

That’s why I get hurt..

Because I love that much..

But you wouldn’t understand..

You never felt anything..

Maybe except when I died…

That must’ve been hard..

Die..

Die..

Die..

Die..

Kill me then..

It’ still A Fallen Hero To you

© 2011 FallenHeroXx


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The poem took me on a wild journey. Hard to find peace and calm in madness sometime. I learn many years ago. Must make the person in the mirror happy. No weakness in the poem. A epic rant of life and the journey. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


Babe... you can talk to me about everything... you know that..
Great write... thanks for sharing..

~A Fallen Heroine~

Posted 13 Years Ago



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