I trusted you

When I found myself in this godforsaken place

I only wanted to escape

As I saw the blood, and those… those creatures 

And the way they ran at me

I would have rather drowned in the ocean

My body claimed by salty waves,

Than at the hands of gruesome genetically morphed monsters

But you were there

Your voice only an Irish accent in my ear

I believed your pain at losing your wife and daughter

I cried for you,

But you were only laughing at me

As I explored this terrible place

You whispered commands to me

When your Irish voice slowly said

“Would You Kindly”

I knew I could not refuse. 

How could I refuse the man who had a grip on my heart

Or so I thought

Because you really only had a grip on my mind

Hilarious.

How naive I was

How I thought that you were really the devil may care hero

In a utopia gone bad

Because all my life needed was a hero

And you fit the mold

How wrong I was

I was wrong about my life

A man with a family?

A man whose plane happened to crash in the middle of the ocean?

An innocent man?

Ha, hardly. 

A golfclub in my hands

A city destroyed.

Whose fault was it?

The crazed Parasite?

The Ayn Rand based society?

You weren’t who I thought you were

I wasn’t what I thought I was

A man chooses; A slave obeys

I guess we know what I am

With the chains burned onto my wrists

With the words etched onto my brain

“Would you Kindly?”