The moonlight reveals your fortune’s face

The tarot cards spills its ”Dance of Death”

Your change of eyes, the shift of your voice…

You’re different now, a shade of grey

Perhaps you’ve grown a pair of wings to protect yourself from the world, a translucent shell encasing your fragile thoughts

I had glimpsed at you once

You, who stared thoughtlessly out of the window of your soul

I boarded the train of reality and watched quietly as it sped away from the world and closer to you

You, who was locked inside the room of your mind, a single heart beating with the sound of rain

What if I illuminate your face with the soft, warm glow of the candle I hold deep within my heart?

Will the flame’s warmth be enough to melt your chilly hands?

The mask you wear to hide your true self

Has it become you?

Perhaps I had forgotten your personal worth

Somehow I believe now that you are no longer under their shadow