Moon Shadows

I saw through eyes shining with unshed tears,
a shadowy figure still..waiting,
My heart heavy with sorrow for what could have been.
Dreams of yesterday held within a mind of today.
Lost in a maze of confusion and doubts, silently screaming.

I am a  land vast, empty, void, a barren wasteland.
Shadows lurk waiting for the weak to fall..
I cannot fall, for if I fall it is the end..the emptiness will always remain.
The shadow will pass over me consuming me as it drifts across our lives.
Questions cannot be answered if there is no one to ask.

It is a question of identity, I remain identity unknown.

© 2018 Taylor Crowshaw