I wake up in the morning, open my window to see the sun shining, the birds singing , flowers blooming the world being alive
I ask myself a question aloudr
" Truth or terror ?
My eyes filled with tears( of both joy and sadness) looking at the view I only keep on asking myself.
What worth does beauty have if it shall just be lost thesame way it was gained
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" N-n-nature, Mother nature sorry I am not up to the task" I murmur to myself.
What would those beauty have if it shall all be lost the same way it was gained.
"Young becomes old.
And memories get lost waisting the moments of beauty , nothing can be remembered for ever"
The world is already dead, the world is long since gone yet I am forced to save it .
All this while I have been crying not noticing that all this time some one was also crying on the ceiling.
Lying down on the ceiling she cries tears falling upwards as if gravity was reversed.
" Why do I have to do this , the world doesn't even deserve it, it doesn't even need to be saved it should just get destroyed".
All hope is lost the world has lost , what is the use of pi, what is the use of this cursed disguised as a blessing, what is the use of the blessing of pi, why would I have this is orez re not enough why do I have to be the main character of the story I think to myself.
" Just let me die, just let me die , just let me die , just let earth die , why must the world be beautiful, why most life need me why most I exist " I scream in agony.
As I finish I finally remark someone is watching me from the ceiling, she's till crying then she responds.
" No and because it is the wish of God".
Then she faces away.
I still cry awaiting the restart.