Sleepwalking

It's 2.18am in the morning

The Sun is sleeping silently
The city is dead
The Moon is wide awake

She, alone, walking in the middle of the street wearing a cream cotton pyjamas with her bare feet

No destination. Nowhere to go

She just walks and keeps on walking, hoping to leave the sadness behind

Her eyes stare ahead unemotionally

The night breeze breezes through her long black silky hair

Chilling, but not enough to wipe away all the sorrow in her head

Dark. Empty.

Trying to find the moon

She lifts up her head and looks at the sky

Glittered by the stars, It is a starry night sky

Just like the same glow - in - the - dark puzzle hanging by her bedroom wall

Exactly the same

Only this time, the moon isn't there

The city is dead, the road is wet because of the rain earlier

Pitch black. Silent.

Still walking. Still trying to find the moon

Without she realizes, the tears running down through her cheeks

She feels weak. The burden is just too heavy for her to carry alone

Reaching a park, she crosses the road

The light from the lampposts is not bright enough to brighten up her dark days

Dark. Empty.

The fireflies start to follow her

A weak smile appears on her pale - pinkish face

She prefers to call them as her angel

She lays on the soft green grass, staring up to the glittery sky

Dark. Empty.

She knew her hope is up there somewhere

She just doesn't know where it is, how to find it, or where is it hiding

But she knew, she just knew

There she is, laying on the grass

Stare blindly up to the sky with the tears running down

Sick and tired of trying

It's time to just let go of everything

Unemotional

Still trying to find the moon...