To Stand Amongst My Heros

As I touch my pen to paper
I stand with my mind
I write a sentence of laughter
It is one of a kind

The paper begins to fill
My ink tells the story
Of another world
And another persons glory

With care the tale continues
Feeling each passing word
Sadness may flow freely
I find my vision blurred

Now my story is at its end
My book tells it all
How the hero never dies
And the evil will always fall