Cold as winter,strong as stone
she faced the darkness all alone
a silver goddess,a reflection
a mirage, a recollection.
no return,no turning back,
the past is gone,the future,black.
serpents gather in their nests,
and she stands above the rest.
Shadows hunt,she hunts the shadows,
the moon is risen, she stands below.
she views her world through the eyes of others
Black and white,there are no colours.
As she looks down upon a shattered youth,
a shattered mirror shows a shattered truth.
(this poem wasn't written by me,i came across it and thought it was cool)
