Writing Prompt

She wants the world to suffer,

For it to burn, until there’s nothing but ashes,

But if only he was off of it first,

She would kill everyone on Earth,

Everyone, that is, but him,

He’s the sun her life rotates around,

He’s the light that keeps her going,

But she doesn’t care about the rest of the world,

And that’s how the story ends....

It will not be by fire,

Nor by foreign bodies.

When this world is shed of its skin,

And it’s great demise befalls us,

It will be by calloused hands and cruel minds,

That this world will end.

Together they will strip this globe one day at a time,

So that only tattered threads will remain.

When this happens,

There will be no one left to blame.

Because we all played our parts,

Tearing at it...

It had happened, the unthinkable, the last straw. 2 of the biggest powers had just been wiped off the face of the planet within a short 30 minutes.

Mutually assured death was of an era long forgotten, nobody was prepared for it, nobody expected that they needed to be.

What would be known as the “red hour”: an emergency alert was sent everyone around the world, sirens that were to haunt your every ...

The day Destruction struck,

No instructions or distractions

Could extract us from the facts.

It was too late.

Our actions, though mere fractions,

Constructed deconstruction.

We’re stuck in self destruction.

...

3:46 AM

i still remember your voice is laced with anger,

your eyes glossed over with pure disgust

the way your words hit me,

how i felt.

you never raised your hand at me

maybe that’s why no one believed me

there was not a single scar that painted over my golden skin when i left

not a single one

part of me wishes you had just hit me

it would have been easier

but you didn’t

because you ar...

The world around you looks just fine,

But the real destruction is found inside

You stand alone, you stand in fear,

of what the others are bound to hear,

But rise up once, and rise up twice,

Show them you do not mean nice,

And all along this fearsome path,

No one ever stops to ask,

Are you lonely, are you scared?

No, it’s just the light I fear,

The darkness hold me warm and tight

And welcomes me i...

I pressed a tentative paw to the ash dusted floor of what was once a magnificent rainforest teaming with life. The movement burned just as much as the last. Where there used to be gold and snow white fur, there was only burnt and blistering flesh. A low growl erupted in my throat as the sharp pain shot through my very core.

My eyes had only just stopped watering enough to see the destruction and...

I drive a car and fly in planes.

My cupboards and fridge are filled

with food from far off lands.

I unfollow people who go on and on

about the rainforest, the polar bears

and plastic in the sea.

I should stop.

I should fight.

But I probably won’t. ...

It seems like the world is slowly dying

Slowly coming to an end

No one seems to care

I know that everything comes to a close

At least that’s what people say

But I believe that nothing ends

When people die

They are just starting their new beginning

When forests catch on fire

The trees just want to give a show

There’s always going to be destruction

But if you work hard

And laugh everyday

And do...