For days and months,
Courage wanes, flickers out,
As if it was never meant to stay.
It takes every ounce of will
To live a life that feels foreign,
Like a road not paved for me.

I dream of other eras,
Of worlds where knights and kings
Guarded queens and people,
Protecting what truly mattered,
With honor and strength.

But dreams are fleeting,
Like the soft breath of the night—
Gone with the light of dawn.
When the moon rises,
I feel her glow warm my heart,
And think of a light
That shields from all that’s dark.

Yet when the sun claims the sky,
The magic slips away,
And I awaken,
A soul misplaced,
Wandering in the wrong time.
I’m a traveler without a map,
A spirit longing for a place
Where it belongs,
But never finds.

I dance with hope,
Chasing echoes of a chance
That slips just out of reach,
My heart calling for a world
That no longer exists,
A soul forever out of time.