An Irresistible Cape

"We didn’t really notice how scarred we were,

Even at so young an age you constantly had others on your mind,

Not a single selfish thought was present to prove

you were just a child." I am in love with this paragraph. It definitely illustrates perfectly the loss of youth and growing up too fast.

I probably would have said i was the mother at some point, bottle feeding isn't really clear as to the relationship.

"Then, it happened.

The day that took everything you had left away,

The moment something tugged at that once irresistible cape,

The time you finally realised that really no one was going to save you anyway.

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I also love the language you used here, it really illustrates a hard time, and the description of what happened and how sad it was was clearly expressed.

Also perfect conclusion to the poem, I think it was like a drop the mic kind of ending. It wrapped everything up perfectly.

GREAT JOB

Hi

This was a beautiful poem. Something that many people could relate to.
I see so many different representations and emotions in the poem.
Before I go deeper into the meanings behind the poem, I want to talk about how you end the poem. The last sentence you wrote was
"When the world distorts you into a villain"
I think this is a fantastic ending as the poem started by talking about heroes and courageous actions of trying to save others. It really contrasts a lot and shows what kind of person the writer had shaped to be at the end. By saying "I will continue to care for you" you also showed that not all hope is lost.
This poem makes me wonder if the person speaking was talking about their friend or themselves. I believe that the speaker is talking about their inner personality of wanting to save and care for others. However, as time passes by, the speaker realizes that the world is not that simple at all. They had to learn how to ignore and crush others to get further in life. They were used and exploited by the world, slowly losing the hero in themselves. This poem really tells a lot of things about how our society is.
Great job and keep up the good work.

Hello! This is a random weirdo here to review.

This makes me want to cry. This whole poem radiates sadness. The way you write is well-done, and the rhymes are well-placed. The fact that there's someone describing their friend is powerful, and had a bigger impact on me than I expected.

I have known you for what feels like a lifetime.

Ever since you were being bottle fed,

You’d always had a strange obsession

with the heroes in the fairy tales we read.

When you were a little older,

While we sat beside each other on the swings,

You told me you wanted to become a hero as well

so you could save the people you loved from any agonising sting.

We didn’t really notice how scarred we were,

Even at so young an age you constantly had others on your mind,

Not a single selfish thought was present to prove

you were just a child.

As you became a teenager,

Your forehead had already grown wrinkled,

I could tell you were tired of being a saviour,

Those selfless eyes no longer innocently twinkled.

I’m sorry now that I didn’t try harder,

You were convinced you would be the one to change things,

And I could not bear to speak the words which I thought

to you would have the same discouraging ring.

Soon enough you became an adult,

You had learned not to value your own peace,

And while the world began to exploit you,

The fact that you were a salvation put you somewhat at ease.

Then, it happened.

The day that took everything you had left away,

The moment something tugged at that once irresistible cape,

The time you finally realised that really no one was going to save you anyway.

Ever since that helpless morning,

You started to find more comfort in the night,

Your concern for others began to fade,

Your eyes always squinted when it was bright.

My heart strings tug every time we watch the sun start to rise,

That’s when your regret and shame take over the most,

Your pleas of insecurity for me to stay by your side,

Because you now know that being the hero wasn’t all you had hoped.

I too wait for the sun’s optimism to retire and wish I could tell you:

I cared for you when you were the hero,

And I will continue to care for you

when the world distorts you into a villain.

Hello! Alpacaboss here. This is a great poem that discovers an interesting side of love by posing the question, "Would you continue loving someone even if they turned into a villain?" Obviously, the end of poem answers that, but let's look into it one by one, shall we?

I have known you for what feels like a lifetime.

Ever since you were being bottle fed,

You’d always had a strange obsession

with the heroes in the fairy tales we read.

When you were a little older,

While we sat beside each other on the swings,

You told me you wanted to become a hero as well

so you could save the people you loved from any agonising sting.

We didn’t really notice how scarred we were,

Even at so young an age you constantly had others on your mind,

Not a single selfish thought was present to prove

you were just a child.

As you became a teenager,

Your forehead had already grown wrinkled,

I could tell you were tired of being a saviour,

Those selfless eyes no longer innocently twinkled.

I’m sorry now that I didn’t try harder,

You were convinced you would be the one to change things,

And I could not bear to speak the words which I thought

to you would have the same discouraging ring.

Soon enough you became an adult,

You had learned not to value your own peace,

And while the world began to exploit you,

The fact that you were a salvation put you somewhat at ease.

Then, it happened.

The day that took everything you had left away,

The moment something tugged at that once irresistible cape,

The time you finally realised that really no one was going to save you anyway.

Ever since that helpless morning,

You started to find more comfort in the night,

Your concern for others began to fade,

Your eyes always squinted when it was bright.

.

My heart strings tug every time we watch the sun start to rise,

That’s when your regret and shame take over the most,

Your pleas of insecurity for me to stay by your side,

Because you now know that being the hero wasn’t all you had hoped.

I too wait for the sun’s optimism to retire and wish I could tell you:

I cared for you when you were the hero,

And I will continue to care for you

when the world distorts you into a villain.