Tiny single raindrops splash on the window seal removing the dirt that was once covering the white paint,
dark grey clouds loom above covering the sun in just the slightest of movements,
tree branches sway in the slight breeze making sounds so very faint,
you can hear the still silence from the sharp brisk cold winter months that is ever so confluent,
cars are parked along the streets that were once crowded with loud bickering from society but now is full of emptiness,
buildings are becoming worn down from the constant misuse it used to endure from rebelled teens and angry protesters,
you can hear the screeching of the rusted swings on the swing set that used to be filled with laughing children and carefully cautious parents but now is filled with a deep depression and overwhelming dark deadliness.
The months go by as a blur because no one is there to keep count of them and if there were it wouldn't change the fact that the world is polluted with this looming darkness that never seems to fade away,
the chime of the town clock has ceased ever since the time of day was no longer needed,
the disappearance of the now unknown population was due to the unexplainable predators that attacked every living, breathing soul,
the screams of the victims that only thought of themselves were heard first,
if only they had thought of each other, maybe they wouldn't have been blinded by the chance of survival they had in front of them,
they perceived on death and destruction but didn't focus on what could evolve into beauty and evolution,
All of society destroyed themselves because they didn't think to evoke emotions inside them that cared for one another,
In truth, they killed each other before the apparent beast even got to them.
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Thoughts of a Lonely Teenager
PoetryThese are poems I have written in the past or recently, I like the type of writing I do so try not to criticize so much but I'm trying to adapt to more ways or writing also.
