The Shotgun pulled up to my head
the cold metal filling my temples with dread
but this is what i must do
For my family is long dead.
No souls,Just Empty shells
Of what they were.
Humans.
My Body
resisted the plasmids.
I Don't know why.
i wish it didn't. I Died a long time ago.
The metal door being pried open
by the shell of my mother
Shell of my father
Shell of my brother.
Damn You,ADAM!
Damn You,Andrew Ryan!
Damn You,Rapture!
Damn You,life!
Oh rise, Rapture, rise!
Upon your wings our dreams will fly.
A city in the ocean's deep
A promise that we'll always keep
To boldly turn our eyes upon the prize!
So rise, rise, rise!
That mocking tune.
This Was Inferno,Hell,
The Purging of the unwanted
We ARE the parasites
Just lab rats
in a sick man's game.
My Sister
I saw her
In
Arcadia
Drinking from
a corpse
I don't
want to live anymore
in this hell.
So i bid you farewell.
The Bloody shell of my deformed mother is singing Amazing Grace in an undisturbed Catatonia.
Dr Steinman,Why did you do that? Her nose is where her eyebrows should be.
What a silly Portrait,Mr steinman. Make me up like one of your girls.
The Shell of my Father is Deformed and horribly scarred oh christ save us all. He has a crowbar the door it's opening.
My Brother is yelling in searing pain,asking why,oh god,why
why do they make him do this
He needs the Adam of course
That's what they all
need.
So i put my finger on the trigger and
push
And
they
wouldn't ever care.
So farewell, New years eve 1958.
I wish i could've lived to see 1959.