I am my worst enemy
Leaving my heart heavy
Hope turns to dust
Incapable of accepting love
Fearful of my unseelie
The malevolence within
At once simple and good-humoured
Matched with malice and indifference
I simply exist
Not living yet not dead
A withered soul
An empty vessel
Always searching
Uncertain of the succor required
Satiation denied
Knowing my wants
Craving my needs
Yet ignorant of them
Quiet Dreams 
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