Every hero needs a back story

“After all,

Every hero needs backs story.” 

I drink too much 

Fighting invisible ghosts 

Who follow me around 

Haunting me relentlessly when it’s

 2’pm 

And there’s no where to hide 

And I know I should say no 

after two pints 

But Ill take a third

To make it to 3′ 

I’ll wear myself out 

Until the ghosts are gone

I say I’m okay 

While I watch the clock

I cant stop 

While my parents worry 

but I say I don’t care 

Because 

Every hero needs a back story 

I take a drag 

It’s noon 

Letting the tobacco soak into my brain 

Prolonging  the hangover 

Left over from 

cocain  

Hmmm I shouldn’t have stayed out 

Last night 

Should have walked away 

But I can’t seem to help add bruises 

And contusions 

And I can’t help think of my Christian friends 

Who would sneer at my actions 

A visceral reaction 

And condem me to hell 

them with their upcoming 

Midlife crisis and marriages in sure to be thrown in a sinking well 

When they turn forty 

But I don’t care 

every hero needs a back story 

I have this recurring dream 

where my sister is telling me to shoot her 

Right in the chest 

So then I can save her life 

and I can be the savior 

She’s asking like she’s doing me a 

favor 

And no one will ever know 

I pulled the trigger 

She says I need a reason 

to be a hero

A reason for others to emphasize

A reason for me to fit my new found size 

So people will appreciate my misery 

And then 

recognize my glory 

“After all,” she says 

“Every hero needs a backstory.”