This White Ideal , the way he lives
It destroys him,
Renders Him apathetic,
Slowly consumes him,
But he will not hesitate to sacrifice everything
Over and over again
Even if he is forgotten ,
Even if his actions are neglected,
Even if They forget the help he so selflessly offered
Even if They Don't thank him
Even if his heart is fake, the beauty of what he believed in was real.
That is something no one can lie About
It's undeniable
He changed their lives
He helped them when no one else did,
And even if he is the only one who knows what truly happened,
He will be proud of it,
He will be proud of trading his life for others
He will have a fake smile on his face,
And even if he is falling apart inside
He will cry out with a smashed throat that he wants everyone to be happy
He won't regret Losing his will to live as long as that makes others happy
And that is the best reward he could ever hope to get.
His White Ideal Will be his downfall
YOU ARE READING
Broken Nights
Poetry~Layers of precious sin . . . filled with kind lies~ All my poems and thoughts , some of them are filled with hope , and others with despair , showing the two facets of a human being , their optimism and the dread they try to contain. Enjoy!
