Going in to rescue you

(Pre-script: This poem needs to be paired with the song "Superman," by Five for Fighting. Go down to the playlist and click it on before reading this poem. I'll wait.) (...still waiting...)

What if all of your brave heroics

were just a glamorous way to die,

to be the hero that you always hoped could save you

from yourself,

and you were going in to rescue you

as you pulled the victims out,

you were going in to rescue you

as you smothered the flames of fires

tears alone would never touch

and they patted your back and told you "good job"

but it was hollow since

you still had you inside your chest

engulfed in flames tears would reach,

maybe,

if you would be brave enough

to let them.

-1/30/09

-XOXO,