The Hero that Smiles

Here's a person that loves to smile.
They always try to purify anything vile
They always there to help people through their pain
And in doing so, The mental fatigue from others they gain.
They have been fighting this fight for month and years
Always barely escaping in scratches and tears.
Deep down they wondered "how long do I fight?
How long will I be able to keep up this might?"
"I am getting so tired of being beaten.
Please lord I just want this pain to end!??"
However life doesn't give them the happiness they desire
Instead they gains more people that just admire.
They admire their strength to keep moving.
That throughout many trials, their strength they keeps proving.
Knowing they have people that see their strength they refuses to quit.
For they would never forgive themselves if they end up hurting the people that stay with them through it.
They won't falter and will go another day.
Till the moment the pain finally goes away.
Now this may sound like a sad tale but that's not the case.
This is actually the obstacle in the race.
Or as a better comparison the conflict in a story.
The thing that is blocking this person's glory.
You see all things change and shift.
This problem here will soon be dealt with, powerful and swift. For even though they can't find others to save them, and their body begins to weaken.
The will eventually pick themselves up and finally get the beast to meet its end.
They will make it think it won, the fight coming to a close.
However at that moment they will reel her hand back and slam it into the dumb Beast's nose.
As soon as the beast head reel back, it's blood coating the ground.
They will give off a terrifying scream, one with a beyond angry sound.
They will start beating the beast back, ripping it to shreds.
Tearing it piece by piece, starting from the head.
As soon as they finished, with their head held high.
They will shout to the world, the beast has said its last goodbye.
They will smile once more though different from before.
Cause when they smiles this time, it won't be one with any pain in it.
Instead it'll be full of glee and relief though that isn't just it.
Final thing they'll notice is the tears streaming down their face.
They will fall so fast and plentiful that it'll seem like someone sprayed them with mace.
However at that moment they won't have a care in the world.
For at that moment they has freed themselves from the beast that made their body curled.
The thing that has haunted them has been slain.
Finally, for once in her life, pain in any categories won't be a thing they gain. Instead they finally acquired a peace of mind.
One such thing that no one can bind.
So again you may have thought this poem was sad.
However if you stuck with it till the end, you can now see that it was actually not sad nor glad.
Instead this poem was basically bittersweet.
A poem, which after writing it, I thought was pretty neat.
Now you may wonder what the next big beast the hero will need to slay.
And to that I say shut up and let them rest for the day.
The hero did their job so now's the time for relaxation.
There will be no such thing as a repeated occasion.
This hero can now rest easy.
For the future afterwards will only be breezy.