It’s a strange beast, this thing of mine.
I don’t seem to observe it in others.
In me, it engulfs and debilitates me from life.
Gone are desires of action, here are thoughts of achievement,
but without one, there is not the other.
Gone are desires to converse, here are thoughts of inspiration,
but without one there is not the other.
Gone are desires to socialize, here are thoughts of relationships,
but without one, there is not the other.
So I stay, accompanied by my beast.
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