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Six Years Ago

I WAS DONE Finished Out

For the past seven years, I belonged to a division of the government that wasn’t on the books I operated alone There was a mission: I either failed or succeeded If I failed, that meant I was dead

After all the shit I’d seen, done, caused—I had survived It was a fucking miracle

I was the best at what I did, but there were tiovernment’s covert assassin, what else was there to expect If I was captured, I didn’t exist If I died, I didn’t exist If I succeeded, I was assigned my next mission

The plane wheels screeched as I touched down in Alaska Finally, I here I wanted to be

At times, I wasn’t sure I kneho I was anyo For the last three ram It was a slow process with how deep I was in with Black Division

Those suits kneouldn’t share anything I’d done Hell, half the tiovern threat

If we so much as suspect you’ve betrayed this country, consider yourself dead, Mr Bradley

Yeah, nothing else was neasn’t an idiot I knew I’d be

In all the dark bullshit that swirled around rounded over the last two years … Jasmine She saved my soul before it would have been lost co to take over withinto spend the rest of my life with her

The cabin of the plane dinged and the pilot ca Who the fuck cared? All the passengers wanted the sairl

Jasmine, the love of my life, waited forThat was all I’d wanted fro else I set fire to and tried to forget it There was nothing good about my past besides her

The last tio on h I always flew her to different places to ether, but the last time, I’d come here and fell in love with Alaska Yeah, the winters were shitty, but it was isolated and away from the fuckedupness in the world There was a true peace Maybe I’d heal enough to be worthy of Jasmine

Jasmine knew me as Bane Bradley On the fly, I’d used it e o in New York It stuck And now, it would be my name for the rest of my life I liked it

The government hadn’t even known about that naether,into one My mother calledfor the shit I’d done Sometimes a person became a product of where they came from

The cold air hit my face, and I debarked from the plane at the sirl—Jasmine

I was here I was hohtened the load as I practically sprinted to the front of the airport Over the phone yesterday, Jasmine said she had some news for me Her voice shook minutely, which meant she was nervous When I’d asked, do you still wantyes was all I needed We’delse

Until yesterday, when I’d been released, we hadn’t talked since I’d last visited But the moment I heard her sweet voice on the end of the line, I knew she still loved h she thought about itthe lines of James Bond type shit

Nothing was further from the truth