Standing in a room, may it be dark, bright, dull, or vibrant, standing in a room alone, brings about all the emotions one may possibly feel. That's what she feels, and it doesn't matter if she's literally with no one, or is in a place packed with everyone, when the feeling of emptiness and being alone is inside her. Her feelings of loneliness, pain, sadness, every negative emotion she can think of is inside her, but she still feels empty. She may be surrounded by people who love her, people who care for her, people who give her value. But the damage is done, it cannot be restored. Once done is done.
She is slowly dying, slowly feeling the suffering the people have done. Millions of people tried to destroy her, knowing no gratitude and respect for her being the source of all their living, goods, and all other natural resources. Because of greed, desire for extreme power, the want for riches, they have completely affected the fragile natural balance of Mother Nature, causing her to cry in sorrow, scream in anger, and lie there, alone, destroyed, and ruined.
Her hopes in humanity all vanished into thin air, it seems like her cry of help was never heard, and maybe or maybe not, she will return. Stronger, Angrier, Fiercer, she will return from her ocean of loneliness. And maybe or maybe not, she will take revenge, on the ones who molested her, at all hopes they will never, ever destroy Mother Nature again.
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Bucket Of Feelings
RandomThis is only for me to write down all my feelings. I don't write to impres. I write to express my feelings na hindi ko masabi kung kanino. Fables, Short Stories, Letters, Spoken Word Poetry, name it! Depende sa mood ko kung anong gagawin ko. This, t...
