Burst Of Air

Atoms combined squishing me in to existence and I can feel all of humanities tragedies and fixation yet i ignore it all because, all I am is a bunch of neutrons lingering in peoples air, they breath me in and out and when there shattered they grasp on to me. I'm everywhere...no where to hide from this beautiful but intoxicating area. Street lights bright and green try to mimic the stars and yet they fail. Cars kill me and earth pushes me down with its o-Zone layer.
Everyday I see the same things and yet I'm silent and cant scream in pain or smile of joy because I was born with no choice but yet no limits. Blood, love, air, anger, crime, justice, lies. An endless cycle that makes my eyes transparent from shock.One breath of air and they sigh curing there problems...but what about me!
Do I exist here rotting with jealousy on those who use me.
Make me want to be greedy.
People testing my patience and when the world ends I'll go to the universe and tell them the stories of the people on earth.my stories.

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Arthur's note:
I'm not an atheist ( honestly that was a note to myself.)
I personally believe there is more than just a universe but some where beautiful where god exist(I'm Muslim so please don't judge harshly on the topic). This will be a book of short stories on what my characters has to witness everyday. But all fictional ideas our universe which can sound either good or bad.