Rest in peace

It was the sound of the train,
announcing your goodbye
I was petrified when you said
"I may never come back."

You knew what waited on the other side
seashores and story lines,
but never hesitated one bit,
your eyes tender and relaxed.

You said: "Let the hero die,
he has become a burden.
I pray for you to remain sane,
no shackles, be remorseless."

Would you laugh at me
if you saw me all broken?
I'm not the hero anymore.
Can't help but miss you, as always.

You said: "I will scream
for your heart to open,
bang the doors until they fall,
wood is all rotten."

Fixed on winning,
I couldn't see the blessings of loss.
The scars that marked my life
have slowly been forgotten.

And you said: "Fake goodwill
is better than true hatred."

So, hoping it's not too late,
all you cared for, I shall protect.
Life is not that long,
so I'll try for your sake.