A little poem clipping over the life of one of my ocs. Mention of violence?
Kill your best friend and
In doing so
Lie and
Live with it.
Suffer the agony,
Upset over it all.
For what you did,
For what you didn't do. If
Ever there was an emotion you feel, it is
Regret.
Future is uncertain.
Even if you could read it,
Are you
Really certain you want to?
Running for your life
Everywhere it's chaos.
"Vapor!" It's a call for you. It
Echos in your head and
Nothing brings quite the same relief.
Getting closer to a mech you trust,
Everything slows for the moment.
Pain is
All you know in the moment.
Is something wrong?
No, he just tried to kill you.
Before he leaves,
Energon coating his servos, he speaks.
"That's for my brother, glitch."
Recognition, now you see.
All this time and you had forgotten
Your dearest friend had a brother, and it was the mech you
Loved.
That's it?
Everything is quieting down no.
Are these the last things your feel and acknowledge? Tears
Rolling down your face and
Staining the way with blood?
Probably the best route.
Exactly what is deserved.
Are you happy Primus?
Cause I'm not arguing.
Even now.
Around me it's a haze.
Nothing, I can't feel a thing. Why am I still
Going than?
Everything calm, dark, quiet. Then a
Lovely voice brings me back.
Round and round I go, the world spins.
Everything aches
But I'm alive.
I
Really owe that mech my life.
To bad I never knew
His name.
Long vorns pass and I'm still alive.
I can't say much for it but I'm alive. Even if not everyone wants me.
"Vaportrail. You're heading out now."
Especially here amoung Autobots. Oh well I'm being transferred again.
No matter what though I'll always have that image
Of my angel
Who gave me a life to live. Maybe I'll find him one day and.. thank him.