She

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.
While she stands above the rest.
Shadow hunts,
She hunts the shadow.
The moon is risen,
She stands below.
She views her world through the eyes of others,
black and white, there are no colors.
As she looks down upon shattered youth,
A shattered mirror shows the shattered truth.