Saving Me

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No one expected it that I am yours and you'll be mine. As everything became in slow motion. Back where everything was perfect and innocent. I am your world and you are my life.

The light that shone upon you, the touch of air and breeze, as for those colors and all the hue, Every sounds and rhythm you listen to. Everything! This is what I had given for you.

Always here even from the very beginning, I promised to take care of you. As the seasons began to change all over, every resources you needed even what you wanted I gave it to you, for a compensation that you'll take care of me too. I presented myself as a guard, who will protect you from harm; a doctor, who will cure your sickness; and the teacher that will fulfill the innocence of your mind. But how quickly worldly things have sprouted, also in a snap, unaware you exchanged me.

And you met it, a plastic, as the authority calls. An object that all around can be useful, but behind that attitude of being helpful, a lurking hidden side of it is very harmful.

You chose it instead of me, leaving me behind with all the garbage it brought. I am the one whose in pain, but I let it slide because here am I faithful, not capable of hurting you. I just smile all those years, even though you let me cry on my sleep enduring the pain that you brought me on purpose.

But the time has come and everything has a limit, even I, the Earth, can not pursue what is going on to me. You ruined me! Destroying me to the core, polluting every edge of my body, but never reached your satisfaction. Every whisper and all the shouting, those silence that became a tear, this tears will never again turned to laughter and this brings everything to fear.

Abusing me caused the climate change, my blood became to boil and the global warming happened. My rage is the storms, anger is the tornado, every earthquake is the wrath I'd kept inside and my madness burst like a volcano.

I am not seeking revenge but this, serving as a lesson to you but being to blind of seeing this vicious thing you can't undo. Still favoring on the side of that traitor you never knew.

If the time comes you'll remember me, wishing it's not too late, I am just here silently, quietly, hoping and praying that one day, you'll wake up and save me.

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