Cry
It may sound absurd
But don't be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed
But won't you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
It's not easy to be me
-Superman, Five For Fighting
Crying is a sign of weakness. Even in a time of sadness where you can cry, I can't. I can't let myself crack like that.
"It's okay, Blaze."
Am I whimpering? I really don't notice. The emotions overwhelm my head, sobs ready to explode. But I can't cry. I can't show they affect me.
"It's okay."
Your arms come around me then, holding me close; I feel it before my brain registers it. Unshed tears burn the back of my mind, blurring my vision.
"Don't listen to them."
You hug me even closer and I marvel at the gesture and your warmth against mine. If I'm supposed to be pyrokinetic, then how do you always manage to be so warm against me?
"You're not worthless."
My head was buried into your chest fur, and I could feel your head resting on top of mine. I blink rapidly and tried to keep my emotions in check. I won't let them get to me.
"You're not a freak."
The tears come then, pouring from my amber eyes like there is no tomorrow. I realize it a moment too late and try to take a deep breath, then realize in horror that the tears are escalating into sobs. I can't cry.
"It's okay to cry, Blaze."
I try to push away but your arms wrap around me tighter still, refusing to let go. I can feel my tears stain your white fur and am completely and utterly embarrassed. Crying is a sign of weakness.
"It's okay."
You are repeating yourself now, but it doesn't matter. Those words are all you need.
"It's okay to cry sometimes."
The tears just keep on coming. There is no end to them. But you didn't stop or tire from your position; if anything you held me tighter.
"Don't listen to what they say."
Maybe we can switch places for one night.
For one night I'm the insecurity. I'm the one confused. I'm the naivety. I'm the one that cries.
"They don't know anything."
For one night you're the protector. You're the stubborn warrior. You're the one that never breaks. You're the one who refuses to show they affect you.
"They're all idiots."
Sometimes their teasing and jeers are just too much to take.
Maybe for just one night we can switch places. I'm the one that cracks with ease, while you're the unbreakable.
"It's okay."
After all, it's okay to cry sometimes.
A/N: Inspired by the Red Jumpsuit Apparatus's "Your Guardian Angel". I don't own the songs, Silver, Blaze, or Sonic the Hedgehog in general. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction after all…
Thanks for reading, and I hope to get more like this up soon!
-Twila Stryker