Reflections of Oneself 
 
You can try to resist the mother goddess's soul 
Surrendering all to her control
Leaving fate within the infinites hands
A glowing smile as she looks back with a smile and small trails of liquid
Infinites cold grasp cold to your searing shoulder
Arrows permeate a star giving, blinded by the white glow of Majick 
Majick that is so pure from the soul that it is both power and destruction
Both free of any bonds 
Not looking back, afraid
Afraid of the demon that might come forth
Not looking back, scared, the feelings of helplessness, not knowing the face
The cold hand brushing your back with a slight touch
Lights flickering forth from the woulds in a circular pattern 
Feeling faint suddenly, the rose at your breast piercing the skin
Cupids arrow in a different guise
Shadows where I stand from all around conceal the hidden mists
Whispers from all around chanting unfamiliar words 
Blackness being held off by the blinding light
Thoughts of many centuries pass, dreams of many life times. 
Many lives flow from the light converging upon the wounded star.
The white light grows to an immeasuable proportion
The cold trying to envelop the star
The colder it gets the harder it is for the light to shine forth
Giving all of your soul, heart, being, your everything to survive
A glass shattering with particles from all around
The cold air cutting through you
The glass hitting your skin 
More pain cries from within
Reaching outward into the shadows
A small glimpse of light coming forth 
An angelic view, fluttering forth with white wings
The long blonde locks of hair blowing in the breeze
A smile reminiscent of a distant memory
Looking into her deep blue eyes seeing turmoil
Confusingly looking at her 
More pains from within cry forth
The power of the white star faultering and flickering 
A simple touch, resurrecting a shattered mirror of reality
Looking into the mirror over my shoulder, shocking
The only thing recognizable is a reflection
The reflection I see is you.