The Strawman

Sometimes
i feel like cold stone
Sometimes
i feel like burning fire
A diamond heart
compressed hate
Strong as Lion
As a Warrior of old
Fearless,

Sometimes
I feel constantly numb
Sometimes
I feel constantly dull
A hollow shell,
empty space.
Old and powerless,
loathing
all that remains

I must scream
But I have no mouth
I must see
But I have no eyes
I must hear
But I have no ears
I must feel
But I have no soul
I must love
But I have no heart

Let me live in darkness
Let me live in solitude
Let me live among illusions
and screeching crows
Goddamned and sublime.