Void - Andrew You (9th grade)

We imagine this force

As dark as the midnight resonance

In contrast to all of the light that exists

Pitch black

This is the afterlife we imagine

It is a time of complete silence, peace, isolation

As silent as a lonely street

In contrast to the sounds of life before

Listen to the dead’s despairing calls for others

Falling on deaf ears and on those powerless to help

Unable to watch, feel, or listen to them no matter how dark and silent

it is

A force as disturbing as the dark secluded woods

This is the fate that awaits us

A time of complete silence

Letting the dead rot in the darkness

Like the dark, scary ocean at night

No one knows when this will happen to one

A merciless danger lurking beyond corners of your eyesight

Watching you, ready to strike

While you watch the colors of the world for the last time.