More Than 3000

I ain’t have no hammer or shield or trident,  or any mammal instinct, or insect bite or a triple twisted DNA like a Z Y X man, or a cosmic ability to warp time, space, and continuum, but the heart is the core of my power.

Mostly bigger than normal humans and capable of growing and giving with no boundaries. Sometimes too powerful for my logic to handle. Venom to my own teeth. Overpowering more than what I asked and questioning who I love, appointing myself to be a judge without jurisdiction.

If I were to be featured in a superhero movie, I’d be one of those underdog heroes with undiscovered special power who turns out to be the most powerful hero of them all, with great power and immense love for humanity but fragile with the potential to self-destruct in split seconds and end up dead sacrificing himself for someone he loves dearly… more than tons and definitely more than 3000. Because he gives too much and saves nothing for himself.

One might see me as an accidental villain. I never set out to be one, but I hurt and shun people away. Maybe like Thanos who would snap with no mercy to fulfill his destiny.

Or kinda like Mystique, who doesn’t really belong in a group, always slipping in between cracks, being a camouflage to whatever benefits her the most.

Or Jean Grey, who cannot control her own power, and end up isolating herself into a dark corner of her own mind.

My superpower is yet to fully mature and it keeps spurting like a blue flame supernova. It’s swirling aimlessly outside the container and I need to contain it first before I let any muggles see it. I am a horcrux to myself and yet I cannot cast a spell to destroy it.

So one could say that my superpower is nonexistent. But it doesn’t mean I don’t have one.

I just carefully choose who I trust, and who I am willing to show it to.