Heroes Only Come In Three Kinds:dead, Damaged

Sometimes You Break Your Heart In The Right Way, If You Know What I Mean.

The Tears, When They Come To Some Men, Are Worse Than Beatings. They're Wounded Worse By Sobbing, Men Like That, Than They Are By Boots And Batons. Tears Begin In The Heart, But Some Of Us Deny The Heart So Often, And For So Long, That When It Speaks We Hear Not One But A Hundred Sorrows In The Heartbreak. We Know That Crying Is A Good And Natural Thing. We Know That Crying Isn't A Weakness, But A Kind Of Strength. Still, The Weeping Rips Us Root By Tangled Root From The Earth, And We Crash Like Fallen Trees When We Cry.

Slowly, Desolately, The Fist Of What We'd Done Unclenched The Clawed Palm Of What We'd Become.

Sometimes We Love With Nothing More Than Hope. Sometimes We Cry With Everything Except Tears.

Prisons Are The Temples Where Devils Learn To Prey. Every Time We Turn The Key We Twist The Knife Of Fate, Because Every Time We Cage A Man We Close Him In With Hate.