The Fallen Hero

Here he is the hero adored by all,
he sacrificed himself to help them all.
He gave was allowed, he did the best he could,
proud of his efforts strongly he stood.

But now it is a different time,
you see the hero constantly crying.

The one he loved stabbed his back with a devious knife,
his world fell apart and buried his life.
Between his knees hung his head,
wishing and hoping that he was dead.

The hero has fallen with noone there to help him stand,
there was noone there to take his hand.
People gave up on him and he was forgotten,
his memory gone, with sorrow his heart was rotten.

Shaking and trembling the hero takes his knife,
frantically stabbing and cutting away at his life.
The hero had one more soul to save before he truly fell,
he was saving his own soul from his brokenhearted hell.

As he lay there bleeding noone seemed to care,
in everyones heart he was no longer there.
and now the time has come when the hero died,
Noone noticed, noone cried.

The heros soul drifted towards the light above,
still in his heart he had love.....