So I wrote this today, don't quite know what to classify it as.
Please give critic, etc.
The Last Flower, Ever in Time.
I saw a flower. It reminded me of the last day on earth. The Joy. The broken heart. On the arrow towards death and loneliness. Young lovers, with scars from what they have been. The sadness, flows into the town. Everybody was affected, everybody heard the shattering scream. The noise that suddenly came, suddenly left.
There was blood, the little city became silent. On the fields at the edge of town, the silence was broken. New screams sounded, more shattering then the first. Everybody started suffocating. Their mouths and lungs got filled with dust and grass. Buildings started to crumble together, planes fell from the sky. Trees started to fall over, everything that grows from the earth, started to fade away.
Chaos!
Screams, noise from everything dying filled the ears of anybody remaining.
Soon after, silence. Not complete silence, it was like there was a bitter sounds of a piano playing.
It was playing the same melody over and over again. Everything had died as we approached. The piano played all by itself.
A little colourful flower stood by its side. We stood and looked.
Suddenly, the piano crumbled together.
Now, only the flower stood left.
Everything was killed, only the flower could ever live. We picked up the flower, not knowing what would happen. The wind started to blow. All the dust that was left, blew into the sky, making it almost impossible to breath. We picked up the gas masks that suddenly appeared before our feet. We took them to our faces, and putted them on.
Then, we fainted.
Please give critic, etc.
The Last Flower, Ever in Time.
I saw a flower. It reminded me of the last day on earth. The Joy. The broken heart. On the arrow towards death and loneliness. Young lovers, with scars from what they have been. The sadness, flows into the town. Everybody was affected, everybody heard the shattering scream. The noise that suddenly came, suddenly left.
There was blood, the little city became silent. On the fields at the edge of town, the silence was broken. New screams sounded, more shattering then the first. Everybody started suffocating. Their mouths and lungs got filled with dust and grass. Buildings started to crumble together, planes fell from the sky. Trees started to fall over, everything that grows from the earth, started to fade away.
Chaos!
Screams, noise from everything dying filled the ears of anybody remaining.
Soon after, silence. Not complete silence, it was like there was a bitter sounds of a piano playing.
It was playing the same melody over and over again. Everything had died as we approached. The piano played all by itself.
A little colourful flower stood by its side. We stood and looked.
Suddenly, the piano crumbled together.
Now, only the flower stood left.
Everything was killed, only the flower could ever live. We picked up the flower, not knowing what would happen. The wind started to blow. All the dust that was left, blew into the sky, making it almost impossible to breath. We picked up the gas masks that suddenly appeared before our feet. We took them to our faces, and putted them on.
Then, we fainted.