Just a short little poem I wrote on Luke Castellon. hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
You're a traitor
A no good evil being
An idiotic, power hungry dictator
Can't they see that you have feelings?
Too late to turn back now
You will get revenge on the father that wronged you and made you feel worthless
You imagine how
Probably by saying, "Tell me, Father, how does it feel to be powerless?"
He's taking over you and you think of Annabeth
And how you do not want to be the cause of her death
You fight and fight and scream and shout
You. Want. Out!
You remember Travis and Connor
Your little brothers
You know you're a goner
You went mad, just like your mother
You see Annie and hear Thalia scream
You pray this is just a dream
But you know it's real
You never should have made that deal
It's almost over; the underworld is within your sights
But you're not scared because Annabeth is your light
She's whispering, "Family."
And you know you are where you're meant to be
Family doesn't hurt family
But she's forgiven you, and set you free
Your passed friends welcome you with open arms
You are safe from harm
You're happy now, and you wait
You wait at the gates
With Beckendorf and Silena and all the others that didn't survive
For Annabeth and Thalia to arrive
Tell me what you think! I'm thinking of doing a poem for Castor, the son of Dionysis that died in the Battle of the Labyrinth.