• It was a warm sunny day.
    Everything was perfect.
    Yet it made me wonder,
    Will this go on forever?

    Sadly I was mistaken,
    For a storm had begun to awaken.
    I found myself running,
    Trying to hide from fate.

    I took a wrong turn,
    A grave mistake.
    Regret was taking over,
    And I needed to be braver.

    I faced death itself,
    And my life was fading slowly.
    I knew I was losing,
    yet I remained standing.

    I was but a frozen soul,
    Waiting for the inevitable.
    I was losing hope,
    and expecting something terrible.

    I closed my eyes,
    And whispered a prayer.
    It was a final wish,
    Pleading for a hero.

    Death had struck me,
    But someone else took the shot.
    I was saved and free,
    But someone paid the price.

    I could see him dying,
    Lying in his pool of blood.
    I saw myself weeping
    At the feet of my hero.

    Yet he said to me,
    "Do not weep nor regret,
    For I was right to have saved you."
    He swore it was true.

    He was a real hero,
    Doing a rightful deed.
    Losing part of himself
    Just to save someone in need.

    The sky cleared up,
    The darkness faded away
    Along with the sorrow
    And the path of astray.

    I stood up and faced the future,
    A long and worn out road.
    I began to start my tale once again,
    Thanks to the life my hero bestowed.