Space has died

Street lights off
Stars only shine
The moon talks
It might seem fine

But things are changing
Every time I look up
Things are worse
Something has currup

Plants are black
Comets are flying
Try to fix it
But I'm sick of trying

The milky way has sunk
Nothing is alive
Dreams have died
They can't revive

Only a hint of spark
But the batteries are dead
I should've known
But what can be said?