Call it by your choice

Feel strange

That my sadness reflects in the sky

It gets darker and falls;

Drop by drop,

Little by little.

I won’t be the first,

Hoping to make me the last.

It is eleven past eleven

And still has nothing…

In the way of drowning in the deep abyss,

I found wonders of life.

In the outer darkness, 

I see 

Sparkling stars,

Precious gems

And so on.

The mind is scattered.

Emotion is sadness.

But I don’t care anymore…