The Hero and Villian

 

Who am I?

I’m the hero,

Who stands to fight,

Struggling with every ounce of he can muster,

To make sure that the story had a happy ending,

Why?

Because it’s who I am,

It’s who I was written to be,

The role I was meant to play in this epic tale,

So I’ll fight with gritted teeth,

A pounding chest,

And trembling hands,

Against the wicked forces that threaten the peace,

Protect those who can’t protect themselves,

And save the day,

At all cost,

Even if I lose everything I have,

I would never stop fighting,

I may lack power and strength,

Conning or wisdom,

But,

As long as my hearts still pounds within my chest,

And I still draw breath,

I will never stop fighting so others don’t have to,

This is the creed I live by and the creed I’ll die by,

 

Who am I?

I’m the monster lurking in the shadows,

I roam the night and all dark places,

With a gaping hole where a heart is meant to be,

Soulless without an ounce of empathy or remorse,

I listen to wailing crying and screams of agony and misery with a smiling face,

Fear and hatred are all I inspire in that heart of those who face me,

For I am the villain of this epic tale,

Standing for myself and no one else,

I give pain to those that gave me pain,

I was created to be evil by the world I was born in to,

Fates cruelest of jokes,

Destined is to walk alone in the darkness,

Driven solely by the darkness of desires,

Desires I am too weak to deny or resist,

They drive every step I take,

Whether is revenge against my fate,

The world,

The people in it,

Or simply because I have the power,

I do what I want to,

For myself and no else,

That is who I am,

A being that walks alone,

On a pitch dark path,

For myself,

And myself alone,

This my creed,

And I live by it until all my desires are satisfied.