He was alone,
he was hated,
His bonds were gone,
His reputation tainted..
To protect peace,
He gave up joy,
In the chilly breeze,
When he was just a boy..
For a greater good,
He gave up love,
Yet he stood,
Responsibility towering above.
Despised by the mass,
Known as a monster
A broken piece of glass,
For them, he held on stronger..
Nowhere to call home,
His expression looked serene,
As he visited another tomb,
But his eyes tearfully gleamed.
They died by his hands,
As he held together his gaze,
Their pain over in an instant,
His pain eternal, in darkeness,' embrace.
His whole life,
swore to peace,
Even when he slowly died,
With an incurable disease.
After death, a tranquil rest,
He came back to save his comrades,
Always there, for every prayer,
He fought for them. He always cared,
His love was deep, like a curse,
Too strong for a human heart,
At a young age, he was wise,
He became rogue for a disguise
Gave up love, gave up life,
For others, let fates divide,
A façade he showed,
A memory bestowed,
What it would be like,
If he hadn't had to sacrifice..💔
