and she was again lost to the shadows...

She may again take it to the bed
rise next morning with her dreams of quest.
She may again wander in agony
looking for directions in the starless sky.

She may again take a next chance
wine,dine,dance to the trance.
She may again cease to exist
annihilate her passion,lose her grit.

She may again...
but that "may" never came again
and she was again lost to the shadows...
shadows of metempirical pain.