Bucky x Reader - Bucky On The Bridge (Poem) (Marvel)

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A/n
So I wrote this poem when I was in an extremely boring lesson at school. I wasn't planning on publishing it but Molly (MollyChan_ ) told me that I should.
I really hope you like it. And remember that Requests are OPEN!!!
~Hope

(November 2015)
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Warning: Suicidal thoughts. Feels.

As I walked upon the bridge that cold winter's day,
I couldn't think of a reason to stay.
It's a long way down to the icy water,
It's my choice to end the slaughter.

I walk briskly to the bridge's side,
Imagining myself being taken by the tide.
Imagining the wind whipping my face,
On the way to the happy place.

1 person will miss me, the others won't care.
I'll just be another dead man with scraggily hair.
One arm of flesh, the other of metal.
The kind that you'd use to make a kettle.

I'm a villain but I was once a friend,
But HYDRA put that goodness to an end.
They took the memories that made me 'me'.
But once I hit the water, I will be free.

Free from the dreams that torture my mind.
Free from echoes of memories that I cannot find.
Free from the guilt from those that I've killed.
Free from the knowledge of how much blood I have spilled.

All I have left for me is Her and Steve.
They'll be sad but they'll understand why i need to leave.
I smile as think of her beautiful (y/h/c) hair.
And the way that she giggles makes my heart flutter, I swear.

I wish that she could know how I feel,
Then I would take her out for a meal.
Like the good ol' James, the Brooklyn boy.
Before I was made into HYDRA's toy.

As I go to jump, I am dragged back.
As I look at the person, my face takes a smack.
In her beautiful eyes there is betrayal and sadness.
There are tears in the eyes that see through my badness.

As her lips capture mine, I finally feel okay.
As we stand on the bridge on that cold winter's day.
She embraces me tight, before letting me go.
But she's right there and that's all I need to know.

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