The Day after Tomorrow

My days are numbered, I know. The countdown to an unearthly event is about to start. And while I sit in my confined space, breathing in the oxygen we may not be able to sustain, I am dumbfounded. Flabbergasted even by the knowledge of things in the past, the discoveries of machines and gadgets that were supposed to lengthen our life span are now nothing but toys to babies sucking on candy.

Our country, our world, our universe is now being sucked into a vast black hole of darkness, immortality and depression. And I am left to ponder on what might have been done, what might have happened, and what we might have prevented.

More so, I am outwitted by those thoughts of neglect by Mother Nature, who has suffered a great deal of loss. Its yellow, its green, even its brown is of the essence now. Oh Sun, how I wish you were still shining in the dark grey sky, sprinkling joy to kids who now shade in the protection of their homes. No trees to run under, no river to cross, no jungle to trek, for it is all lost. 

The soulful melody of birds are now deafening to my ears. For it is silent, not a single decibel of sound can be heard. No more humming, or chirping or cawing of scares; for I am staring at a hushed earth, crying out in despair.

Not only am I soulless, but I am also in pain, for my years lived on earth has to end in vain. When I was younger, my mother used to say, “Live like there’s no tomorrow”. I know what was in the past, and how yesterday had to end but now my tomorrow awaits and I have yet to live.

All those torments and tortures I went through, the ugliness of friendship and betrayal of loved ones. I wonder if it all had meaning; for now I sit alone, exhaling the carbon that might cause my death tomorrow. I realized in life, there are always two, you either are true or truth is not you. Everyone encounters both in life and I had a share of mine. Friends who pretend to help you only to let you down in the end.

Staring emptily at my phone, I wonder why my text had seemed so slow. The words did not bounce of the screen like it used to do, for it died when I pressed “Send”.  A relationship had run its course and it had to end, for I need to be true to myself, to the very last breath.

I can’t have fakes or liars or cheats, for I want only to bring life back to me.