A Walk with Condemnation

I walk in solitude
The path I grisly walk on
Is slowly becoming shrouded
With intense darkness

I see them all
Lush green trees wither
Fully bloomed flowers wilt
Nature’s beauty dries out

I hear them all
Lovely nightingales out of tune
Lively cicadas on mute
Joyful hymns drowns out

I behold them all
The bright sun goes out
The pouring rain sets in
Each and everything grows dark

Indeed with each tottering step
My world falls apart
All happiness burns out
All living thing dies

I am damned
Everything I touch
Everything I come in contact with
Is snatched out by death