a visitor

As the Sun unrose, The Moon blooms And then, the stars become visible Because of the darkness A dream keeps visiting me Darkness surrounds me As I keep falling But why I don't see the Moon and stars? I don't know why But there must be a reason Should I fight? Or should I fright? As it turned out to be a strange nightmare But every night, I just let myself ride 'Cause what's the sense of shouting for help If they can't hear you? © Domar Esmabe