Just An Echo

SPECTRE: Locked

The day she died was as tough as when you did

I was empty and still am

Destroyed by fate to the very bone

The very heart that I once opened to you

Now locked tight never to be opened again

They are everywhere

Following us until they kill us all

Suffering just like you did

For things we did not do

My body can't take it anymore

I found him,

Your murderer,

Dying, suffering, part of SPECTRE

He took my gun and shot himself

Before my madness could do it itself

The world is a dark place

Full of sadness and anger

Nothing like when you were alive my love

Bright and shining, light in life

It's a never-ending horror show

She's too much like you,

Independent and strong,

Frail and delicate like you

But even through all the shit we went through

I cannot help thinking about you

I was supposed to forget you

The day he wanted to kill me, wipe my mind

But I resisted, your voice propelling me to keep fighting

I should have died that day,

I would have been with you

The MI is nothing without her

We are getting wiped from the system

Losing our lives

Maybe for the better

Except that she is here with me

I saw you in Morocco,

I watched you cry in pain that night of torture,

Your beautiful self ripped apart at the hands of money

Your undying love confessed,

The ultimate sacrifice being made

I keep it with me,

Your name scribbled on the tape

Hearing your singing voice plead for my safety

Handing yourself over to death

To save me.

She's cold and dead to me

I don't love her like you

I try to forget but I cannot,

I wouldn't let myself

After all you suffered for me

I dare not look at the restored DBS

Sitting in my garage, shining in the dark

Your presence lingering on the leather seats,

Memories of the night you could have died

At the wheels of my car, my madness.

I regret meeting her,

Her fragility despite her strength

Too much like you

Yet nothing like you

She's nothing, bait.

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Hello!

Thank you for your love on the poems! I hope you enjoy this one, centered on SPECTRE and how James cannot let himself forget Vesper. His struggle to keep Vesper with him drives me crazy. It's like she is always there but he cannot escape Madeleine. That film pissed me off because of the tape not being shown... Please comment, I want to know what you think about this.

These poems are so relaxing to write but sometimes I feel like crying when I think about it.

Thank you so much for reading/commenting/voting/sharing!

I really appreciate all comments (to which I respond) and votes as well as dedication to Casino Royale and these poems!

xIng