I've been writing since I was 15, and have never shared any of it. I'm starting to branch out and looking for feedback! Out with a whimper, not quite a bang, 

Our world ended, 

Yet no songs were sang. 

The sounds of silence pervading the air, 

Yet no one would listen; 

No one could care.  

Insatiable dreams; ubiquitous goals. 

“For what?” – I have wondered, 

We ruined our souls. 

Harrowing stillness; 

No throne for the Heir. 

No one to listen – 

No one to care.  