Autophobia

by Ice Star

Hero

shining bright
what he never was in life he was after
fame
glory
he was legend
all for nothing
a life that fades into obscurity
details blurred like the horizon in a storm
a home in the mountains
so far north where all is in ruins
where lives crumbled with the houses they lived in
until it was only the skeletons of rooms that remained
buried under the snow
ashes to ashes
dust to dust

here was the hero
who thought of none but his ambitions
who never laughed
never smiled once
and was never modest enough
to at least be apathetic
to everpony else's woe

he scribbled magic
that would never be complete
and was as above the stagnant minds of the peasants
of that day
like the stars were to the clouds

in his tower home
where the sun princess aimed to go
there had lived four youths
in shared misery
together in name only
they shared only the valley
in which they were trapped

the green maned errand filly
who only ever bowed her head
to stare at the mud
her hood hid her mane
which drew so many gazes
and she only wanted to fade

two little goddesses
drifting apart
one to the shadows
where she saw only what was
and what could be
all the sadness to come
she worried alone
trying to live
cast into the shadows
the princess of the dark
before she was even crowned

the other saw only what She wanted
a shining kingdom to be
ponies to talk to once again
a place to define Herself
a place to forget
and a place to belong
She believed what She was told
abided by the rules
only wanting
to build a kingdom
to thaw these frozen hearts
while Her own froze over
the broken pieces sealed
but not mended

this was the hero
this bearded wizard, who only influenced Her own petty behavior
furthered each wasted smile
She made for the crown
and every blind move
that led to
Her current state
alone
Her sight restored
but She was oh so alone
the wizard with a belled cap was anything
but