The stories don’t tell you that heroes are made of blood and guilt and war. They don’t say that heroes break and break and burn. Oh how heroes burn.
The myths don’t mention that sometimes what saves you is the same thing that kills you. That blood can betray you that choices can unmake you. Do you know what it’s like to be unmade? All legends must. The tales glorify and excited but reality is darkness and loss and screaming and hating.
But there is light. There must be light, that’s why heroes are heroes, they make light pierce through the darkness.
Don’t you know legends fall, they falter and they shatter but that’s the point. A legend must remake themselves.
You brave lost boys and girls with a burden you choose to carry before understanding how heavy the world is. You save and save and save but you kill and kill and destroy. Don’t you know that saving the world means destroying yourselves.
But more importantly others are drawn to you and somehow you find yourself killing to protect them. Your hands are bloody and you point to them and the burning world behind you and say, “This is for you”.
Your mama told you run from boys who would destroy everything for your love but no one warned you what would happen when you make the destruction. The monsters you feared are now afraid of you
Some remember you as saviors others as destroyers but that’s
the price you pay when you try to be heroes by Abby S (the-ships-to-rule-them-all)