Stream of Consciousness

I find myself without a shadow
the shadow signifying my purpose.
I lye in wait for my moment to redeem myself
and wonder if I have passed it by.

I stand alone for so long. My soul dying, yet ever lasting.
I watch the ones I love so dearly hurt and I cannot destroy the cause.

A guardian without someone to protect.
A moon with no earth.
Silence with the screaming eyes of grief.

I lye in wait, for my moment...