Gazing into the sad starry sky.
White sprinkles twinkle.
The silent is calm like fireflies stuck in the sky sleeping.
Soft, gently and tender light floating in the sky, leading light everywhere.
It is like snow leading dark.
Every night they come around, so watch for them.

Sad salty water trickles down your face,
it plops down on the ground, and your head droops down.
Your heart is slowing down, you feel blue.
You feel as if you were in a world of sadness,
alone in the world.
It would have trees without leaves,
and the ground as cold as Antarctica.
Breathing slowly, soundlessly,
as the wind goes whistling by.