The universe was once
Beautiful,
Mesmerizing,
Incredible,
As well as extraordinary.
But that day cursed my love for it.
It hurt, the way nobody came for me.
And I left that place,
But came back somehow.
They brought me back.
I can still see those memories,
I memorized the patterns,
I can still feel it,
The way I had to fight my friends,
How I lost my arm to it all,
And it was replaced with a robot one,
It never did feel right,
Not until I found it's true power.
Even then, it still felt wrong.
The others I returned to,
The ones I can call family,
They found it to be cool,
But they did not know the stress it brought me.
I'm sure that they would have cared,
Had they known,
But nothing could be done.
When I was taken that day,
I lost it all.
Him,
My arm,
My courage,
Bravery.
In the end I earned the trust of many,
But I let them down.
I almost died, yes
But then the others found me once again.
Everything was different.
From that day forth,
Nobody looked at me the same.
Both times I was with them,
I became the leader.
I had the skills,
The experience,
Likewise.
But I couldn't handle the weight
So I cried on the inside every day,
I never slept.
I could barely eat.
Some good memories were shared,
But I put everyone's lives in danger.
For that, I shall never forgive myself.
Him.
He cried.
He was in pain.
He was like my universe,
Like the son I never had.
He brought us all together,
And his suffering makes me ache
Because I know that it will forever be my fault.
I will always catch him.
And he'll do the same.
I asked how many times he'd save me,
How many times before this was all over.
He replied,
As many times as it takes.
From that moment,
I owe my life to him.
My life lies in his hands,
And his in mine.
So if I am to be taken once again,
I want him to know;
You must lead for me.
So go.
Be good.

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If Life Doesn't Kill You, Emptiness Will.
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