From Hero to Zero, and Back to Hero

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When that haunting Spector of the past
Glares through your soul like a looking glass
You find your true self
within
Whether a life of loss or life of
wins
You're the one who fights the
fight
The only one who takes the
fall
The only one to win it
all
No one said we were born
winners.
Either way we're all
sinners
We take for granted the failure of rivals
Sympathetic masks hiding devious
smiles
Underneath that cynical
grin
Lies that empty house of
tin
Lacking any light or loving
warmth
No heartfelt ending like Sally
Forth
But with every house there is a
door.
Light is outside this frigid
core
It take just a hand to turn a
knob
Clear your eyes of greedy
sobs
Let in the light of a life filled
Earth
relieve this house of it's grudging
curse.
This home now the innocent light of
day.
Welcoming in what it once beckoned
away
Watch broken equals pass you by.
No
tissues to hide their shame filled
cries
Step down the pedestal that puts you so high
up
Stoop to their level and just ask what's
up
They look up to you with teary
eyes
Reflecting in them the hell you
despise.
For once offer an open
hand
No longer for a swing or fistful of
sand.
But for another chance to attempt a win.

Reviews

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WOW! A very inspirational write full of great lines that bring about the thoughts of a young mind wanting to pave their trail of meaningful thought ahead of him.
My favorite line is : the innocent light of the day -- there is something just beautiful about innocence that transcends understanding, and those first seconds of the day, where everything remains immaculate are the best! :D