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Survivors
A figure on a hill
A shadow in the rain
A shape you can’t outrun
A monster you can’t tame
A whisper in the air
The echo of a shot
A breath
A tear
A scream
Be still
It’s just a dream
Until it’s not
Don’t get too close to us
You’ll burn
Don’t try to take us down
You’ll learn
You can’t destroy us
Can’t contain us
Nothing on this earth can break us
Shake us
Make us
Lose
Our life
Our pride
Our everything
No matter what you throw at us
We’ll live
And we’ll push through hate and torment like a sieve
Don’t think that for a moment we will die
We won’t
We know that happiness is a lie
And if when we’re alone at night
We cry
You’ll never know
We never die
Or say goodbye
We always survive
When fear is in the air
And darkness hides the light
And all we see is smoke
That’s when we join the fight
The bullets in the wind
The blood upon the ground
No love
Or peace
Or hope
Take care
And you can cope
Until you’re found
Don’t think you’ll make us run
We won’t
Sure, take away the sun
We don’t
Listen to the night
To win the fight
We never will be lost to light
Despite
Our fright
Cold
Upon
Our skin
We never give in
We never lost a war
We always overcame
We learned to hide our wounds
And push away our pain
We made it to the top
And breathed the air at last
Alone
Above
The clouds
We store
And hide and shroud
Our haunted past
We were the kings and queens
And yet
Nothing is as it seems
I bet
You thought we had it all
We stood so tall
And yet we cannot help but crawl
We fall
It all
Does
Nothing
To mend
Our lost, betrayed souls
So where did we go wrong?
Did we succumb to pain?
Was the enemy too strong;
Is something else to blame?
Why did we give up life
How could we lose ourselves
When did our spirit change
The last ones standing every time?
We were survivors
You and I
So where did we go wrong?
We were survivors
You and I
Death-defiers
We chased our desires
Through pain and fire
To the end of the line
When the smoke cleared
We stood tall
The ones to be feared
When the darkness neared
With shadowed spears
We overcame it all
The last ones standing
Every time
Always landing
Understanding
And demanding
Our reward to the dime
No matter the cost
We’d save ourselves
Never mind what was lost
No price too high
We’d never die
But in the end
How far we fell
We were survivors
You and I
So where did we go wrong?
The enemy within
The enemy without
A way to end them both
No time to harbor doubt
With nothing left to lose
And everything to gain
A breath
A smile
A choice
We win
A fading voice
Tears fall like rain
I didn’t even understand
In full
What I was doing, the hurt I’d dull
I don’t know how I found the strength
Do you?
I guess it just kind of fell in place
And looking now upon
Your face
It’s in your eyes
You know ‘twas worth the pain
To remove the stain
“Survivors” is no more our name
We didn’t go wrong
You and I
We only found our way
We did
What needed to be done
And paid the price
In the cold moonlight
Alone, afraid
Some called us brave
Perhaps it was
I don’t really know
Just goes to show
Maybe this was why we survived
What did it cost?
Your life and mine
Was it worth it?
Every time
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This poem was inspired by the recent blockbuster Avengers: Endgame, more specifically, though, the closure of two character arcs - those of Natasha Romanoff and Tony Stark. These two have always seemed to me to be the lone wolves, the survivors. You could see it in the way they lived their lives, that they were only trying to outlive the next big crisis; afraid of being hurt, and hurting anyone else. So it was a wonderful thing to watch them, over the years, evolve somehow into two heroes willing to sacrifice everthing, to gain nothing for themselves.