In tandem

In deepest remorse
At one’s limit
On the edge of a knife
A waning moon

Burdened by days
Lonely at nights
A shadow in crowds
Figures on a paper

Always a stranger
The one from afar
Separated by words
Under scrutiny

Scarred by blunders
Torn by commitments
Held by honor
No room for self

A promise made
An oath held
The wandering soul
A waxing moon