Midnight
I’m afraid of midnight,
When the moon disappears,
When there are no stars hanging on the sky,
When the door was closed and I was alone,
I keep a crack of the door,
So I know no monsters will bite me inside the darkness
The moon appears and disappear,
I met people and I left people,
I listen to music I used to hate,
I find time being objective----
I cannot touch time when I was sad,
And I never know the length of a second,
But it just passes me by,
I try to trap it but my fingers cannot catch,
Then I’m afraid of midnight again,
I see black crows gazing me with green eyes,
They are outside my room,
They are watching me, they are monitoring me, they are staring at me,
They are fluttering their feathers and almost said something,
They are chewing my door from the crack,
I’m afraid of midnight,
And I apologize for keeping a crack!