Bucky Barnes: Man or Machine
Years and years to be a destruction machine
without memories, thoughts or feelings.
The only things that my body felt was pain and
suffering, my eyes turn red.
Red these two bloods of innocent victims...
Men, Women, Children.
Hydra made me a monster,
in which unique pleasure of my life was to kill without thinking twice and
I must admit I feel the life leaving the eyes of my missions was like freedom to me.
Hydra also made me a man,
who in the wake of my consciousness had thoughts haunted by fear,
suffering and the screams of my victims.
Now free from the chains that bound me like a Hydra puppet
find myself trying to start a new life, a new beginning.
Although I know that Winter Soldier will always be a part of my life,
not only for my metal arm, but the nightmares that always will haunt me.
But today I am more man than machine,
even after so many molds and remoldes my mind suffered.
I know I will never be that lieutenant forties who lived in Brooklyn,
'm too damaged to it.
But my time as a cold killer passed and
now I find myself trying to redeem myself
before my crimes,
I try to be a hero that was during the war.
And every day that goes by I can understand
the feelings and thoughts that were taken from me.
I'm not a machine, am not a villain, am not a hero.
What I really am ...
A lost man trying to find.
- Bucky Barnes