Shadowed Hero

Determined she is to fight her fate
To keep away the thoughts she hates
They fly at her, these shadowy things
Snapping sharp teeth and beating dark wings

She swings her sharp sword through the cold, frigid air
As she tries to send these things back to their lair
But the memories surge, growing in strength and number
They attack all at once as they come to confront her

Each time she cuts through one a thought is released
A memory so poignant, she falls to her knees
They wrap all around her, paralyzing her soul
Reminding her of the sweet life that they stole

With her last burst of strength, she tears one shadow down
Then, dropping her sword, she falls back to the ground
The shadowy thoughts settle over their prey
For they knew from the start that they would have their way

Then out of the dark, arrows shoot through the sky
Sending all the dark shadows fleeing into the night
It takes just a moment to regain her composure
Before she stands up to greet this strange new savior

Her eyes open wide as she looks at his face
She was sure all her problems had just been erased
Though the memories vanished, she steps back and she falls
For in her sweet savior is the worst one of all

Author's Note

Sometimes the rescuer, while with no mal intent, is not the best person to do the rescuing.

Reviews

[Liza]

so very insightful
profound expression and realization
sometimes the rescuer has to ask him/herself
why they have a need to save people and be wary of sinking themselves while trying to save others.