The End

The green turns to brown,
And falls to the ground.
The skies are empty,
Nothing makes a sound.

The sky darkens in time,
And the earth is engulfed in gray.
The cold wet night,
Shows no hopes for a better day.

The vibrant colors have been dampened,
Now, as black as coal.
The world is dying,
As is my soul.

In the emptiness calls out,
One single cry.
The end is drawing near,
It is time for goodbye