Wondering an Endless wasteland

TS: Some times, I have dreams where I'm wondering this seemingly endless land of destruction. Houses riddled with Death and ripped apart from there foundations. A world devoid of most life... A Silent world in a grey abyss. As I wonder, I call out to the motionless landscape to get something that will indicate I'm not alone in this dead, crumbling and withering planet. It scares me... Knowing that all of this is possible. The Silence is deafening, and the motionlessness, Is fixating. I usually wake up screaming every time I have this dream. Screaming the names of loved ones or friends. Yet I always remember that picture... That image of a wasted world and withered Civilization, yet still the earth spins.

Made this because I was bored, Hope you like it , Kind of did it because I'm into post apocalyptic shit like dat! X3 so yh, Enjoy.