Push..

If I had a single wish..
Just one..
It would to be a hero..
Someone's hero..
Everybody's hero..
My hero..
Not for the glorification..
Not for the recognition..
Not for the profit..
Not for the gain..
But..
For the idea.

We've lived too long without ideas..
Without reasons..
This world..
This world of ours no longer has its' reasons.
Reasons to live..
Reasons to trust..
Reasons to fight..
Reasons to die.

I have lived my life in the entirety of the void..
The void of ideas that now drowns the world.
Gaining all the flaws of the hero..
Losing all the perks of the hero..
With the remain of only an empty title to claim.
With all that I have to offer..
With all that I have offered..
My reward lies in my fall to rise..

Bearing the weight of years..
I've pushed and lifted with shoulders proud..
I've pushed with mind stubborn..
I've pushed with mind blind.
Never pulling.

For the years that I have wandered aimlessly on hard soil..
I have learned many truths..
Many worth learning..
Many not.
But, one such is human capacity.
I've seen the human capacity..
For all that it is.
The surface..
The abyss..
The flight..
The land..
The human capacity is capable of only so much before crashing..
The human capacity is capable of only so much before cracking..
The human capacity is capable of only so much before crumbling..
And I am not exempt from this solidified clause of life.
Like written law..
No matter how hard I try to abolish this curse of a title..
To avoid it..
To change it..
It finds me..
It follows me..
It forces me..
Forces me to push harder..
To push further..
To push faster..

For the hero in me..
I could never pull another..
I could never take the hand of another..
My fights live on the premises of the single.
My trust lives on the premises of the single.
I am the single..

For all that I could have..
For all that I could have pulled into this life of mine..
I've done nothing but live in reverse..
Always pushing..
Pushing the title..
Pushing those who share the title..
Humanity.. Human..
It's all the same..
What could I possibly ask from a world as such?..
How could I possibly receive from a world as such?..
You're only human..
We're only human..
I'm only human..

This curse of life..
This curse I deny..
I reject.
In absolute independence..

No one can be my support..
No one can fight for me..
I am my own.
For the years I have left..
Pushing is all I know and all I will ever know.
I hold no certainty..
I hold no confidence..
In the idea that those around me will be just that in future times..
Those around me.

I am no hero..
I have no hero..
There are no more heroes..