Where buildings are without living people Where plants have taken control Where the silence can be disturbing, yet the voice of a stranger is even scarier

nickname so sweet, it is a treat, but you must wait twelve months to eat

I come in different forms. Sometimes i'm hard, other times i'm soft. I can cause pleasure and devastation. You cannot survive without me in your life.

I am high or low, quiet or loud. Without me it feels like nothings around. I come in waves but I don't live in the sea, I can echo or distort, what can i be? I can't be seen but you can sometimes feel me. Try my riddle and see if you beat me.

I am a forest that never stands still, Tamed by the blade or bent to your will. I whisper of age, of health, and of trend, Yet fall without warning, and grow back again.