Reassuring Heroes.

You can't hold onto the thrill, so I hope you find your will to follow through

Someone knew what they were thinking. I wonder who thought you up in my life; I wonder what they were thinking when they did. Did they know? Is there someone smiling in heaven, or am I failing this test? Compassion screams decibels directly into my ears; it drowns out the devil on my shoulder. Or is it the angel? I never have been good at distinguishing left from right.

This feels like the greatest trial and just another day collided, blissfully unaware. I'm so perfectly poised for polar, so desperately devoted to daily dues. Alarm goes off, and I drift through seven hours of knowledge is power. Four hours of work, relax a little, call it a night. Such is the tune of the ordinary I live so well. Weekends and free times play different melodies altogether and thwart the control of monotony. Seeping through the cracks is every opportunity to mobilize my idle mind. I succeed; min runs full speed like I wish my legs could.

I run here. To a pen without a cap and lined paper with bent edges. Spiral bound like me. Day after day and it never gets old, never loses that incredible second of silence immediately after the fact. Other escapees aren't as lucky. Drinks get stronger with time and tolerance builds against addiction. Poisons have to strengthen. Fresh cuts scar and people fade. I won't need any of it. The power to inspire from individual trials is my definition of beauty. One rises up, another learns as a result. So rise up. The strongest people you know are ones brought out of weakness. I have hope, and I'm living, writing to inspire. Inspiration as a chain reaction.

So so what if I lived like a youth and my weakness is in speculation. Girl's gonna get used. Boy's too fond of fun to take care of her. It's a story every witness and character could write and no two endings would be the same. No one knows so we leave it to time to write. So what. I just took a breath and there's countless to come no matter what happens and who graces my life. I'm not living to get by; I'm living to appreciate every single one of those breaths. In the face of everything I have yet to experience, I know one day, sooner or later, it won't matter that one time I cried. Eventually I'll find a place where a sunny-eyed nice girl doesn't get taken advantage of. That doesn't stop me from feeling all that joy. I hope and I keep on living. Mistakes are sometimes blessings in disguise.

I'm not static, unchanging just like you. You snake your way into every reflected screen because you are always on my mind. Do you reciprocate the same courtesy? Doubtful, but here I am still intact. I'm braced with no clue what for and all your friends' watchful, cynical eyes are sizing me up. They think highly of me and less of what I've done. They trust you not to change. They expect who you've been. Here's me throwing you the benefit of the doubt with the preparedness to have it thrown back. I'd much rather you take it and prove everyone wrong.

What if doesn't exist and neither does time travel, and I hope it never does. This way we have to live with every bump and bruise. Save people, or try and fail. It's always worth the chance of success to face the potential for failure. Believe in someone everyone wants you to quit on; believe in someone worth every second spent. Just never stop. Do what you hold close, and live as essentially as you breathe.

I need this reassurance just like the two eyes scanning every word at the pace you choose. I wrote to live right. I wrote not to fall apart, to be strong for a minute when weakness is overwhelming. Live for happiness and endlessly strive for it like the people who entertain my heart. This way of life captivates me. I never want to lose this mind. I'll always have something to look forward to, to live for. Never forget, no regrets. It's a waste of the present to wish away the past, and I'm better by it. I'm better by you, all of you. One day I'll wear it permanently. Etching lies to my right and I can't wait until it adorns the back left. It may not ring true to all, but I'll know. Take my hand and we'll get something that lasts forever out of it; marks on skin so we don't forget.

This is about living. Make sure you do exactly as you want, as you think is right or best in the moment. Be elemental and quick on your feet, so that looking back is a positive experience. Only you can conquer what if before it sneaks up on you. Hero is always a more sought after role than victim. So suit up. Be someone's hero.

But first, be your own.

PS- Posted another draft. But as soon as I posted that one, I wrote another. So my record still isn't clear. Soon enough. Happy hunting.