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His Buddy, Optimus"His Buddy, Optimus"
I'm Baggie. I used to live by the dumpster behind that Fancy Italian Restaurant off the corner of Broadmore 'n' 33rd street. The kids called me Baggie 'cause I carried a worn out plastic bag with me ev'rywhere I went. Inside were trinkets I've had with me since I can remember.
There was a tarnished, golden ring inside, flat as the cracked sidewalk I lived on. I think I stepped on it once, but I still carried it in my bag. I think it belonged to my dad, if I had a dad. At least, I'd like to think it came from my dad, 'cause I don't remember.
There was also this red book with pages torn up 'n' stained so bad you couldn't tell what was on 'em. There's a faded picture of a white rabbit wearin' cloths on the cover of it. I can't read, but I still carried it in my bag. I liked to look at the pictures inside sometimes at night before I went to bed. I dunno why, but I always felt pretty darn happy after seein' some of the pictures of thos
A Twenty-Year BridgeIt used to be that I would throw myself in front of you at the slightest provocation. Take the blow, bear the brunt of the force, push you back out of the way. Attack, bloody everything and everyone around me as long as you weren't hurt. As long as it was me. Because I loved you.
And then...so much happened. Life...everything...got in the way. In the end, we chose separate paths, and you said it yourself: "You're choosing a path I can't follow!" When you told me I was breaking your heart...you broke mine.
And now I'm laying here, strapped to the table, and I hear him say it...hear him say that you're gone...that I killed you...all my fault...
My heart shatters, the previous so-called "breaking" having left me totally unprepared for this soul-crushing, breath-stealing pain. Someone is screaming and someone is laughing as metal screeches and the ground shakes with my rage, with my pain. I feel sharp stabbing in my abused knees--No, that's not right, I don't have