Second Hand Hero

I was the rock 

The frame across the picture 

You looked upon me for answers

I made then up well for awhile 

Hiding the darkness

I kept yesterday at bay

Tomorrow was merely stabs

Happiness dies quick, not painless 

It’s  wild ride meant promise 

Time would turn around things

You cling to doubt

Fear is a better lover

It never asks for much

Just surrender

Someday you’ll remember 

The path to happiness 

Lead by half hearted belief

Your second hand hero awaits

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10 thoughts on “Second Hand Hero

    1. Yes they do. Life only kicks those who can handle it the fifteenth time in a row. A good second hand hero didn’t need perfection or the spandex suit. Just to know what needs done

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      1. At 17, I learned tiger striped spandex was a bad idea. They lady who made then even liked me. So, yeah. I understand. But I smile at the thought she had. I was a victim of older women more than one. 🙄

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