Silvered Lady Moon

It's always night when she appears

Who is this silvered lady moon?

It's a good night, but she's crying

as something hopes she cried for me

;

I'm all alone,

no sword in hand

From where I come

a foe's

a friend

;

Would I dare hope these tears for me?

Stronger men have surely failed

Am I enough to cross this ocean?

Wiser ones might promptly flee

I never could

with the simplest maze of masks

So who am I

against her doorless house of mirrors?

;

I hope we can

I hope we will

I hope we find a way to be

some more than

two

more

people

[try] [cry] [lie]

ing

Where would her secrets

lead this clown

Who's never finished a single path?

I hope and dream, but cannot see

why should I

stay

put, and

just

wait

How should this jester

steal the crown

before she's

face

to

fac

e

with death

?

.

.

.

As paralyzed I watch her tears

My melting fears release my feet

Her sightless eyes stare through my shadows

Just one more step and she might see