Anti Hero

He walks a lonely road,

A figure dark, a heavy load.

His heart is heavy, burdened with pain,

A constant struggle, a battle in vain.

He's an anti-hero, a rebel with a cause,

A warrior who fights with ruthless claws.

His methods are harsh, his heart is cold,

A tale untold, a story yet to be told.

He's a saviour and a sinner,

A hero and a villain, both a winner.

He's a contradiction, a paradox,

A rebel with a cause, an unorthodox.

His past is dark, his future bleak,

A warrior who's always at the peak.

His path is hard, his journey long,

A soul that's lost, a heart that's strong.

He's the one who stands apart,

A hero who's always off the chart.

He fights for what he believes is right,

And never backs down from a fight.

He's the one who challenges the norms,

A rebel who's never conformed.

His strength lies in his will to be,

An anti-hero, wild and free.

For in him, we see the power,

Of a soul that's been through the darkest hour.

He's the one who stands alone,

A hero that's carved from a different stone.

So let us celebrate the anti-hero,

And all that he stands for, high and low.

For in him, we see the power of will,

And the strength of a heart that's never still.

So let us celebrate the anti-hero!!