fatigue.

I am tired, yet energetic. It is the fatigue of the mind. and spirit. I feel lost, adrift amidst the sea of loss, gaining nothing whereever I head. Forlorn, disturbed, alert for nothing. Everything else is but pointless activity.
What can I do? Nothing. the inaction and inability gnaws at me like an inner worm. It crawls thru my flesh, eats at my confidence, and finally attacks the heart. Where it would have been.

But my heart if gone, perhaps better so that way, lest it be wormfeed. the worm eats away all the surrounding flesh - my heart can return no more, even if it is returned to me one day. Deep dark despair now dwell in its stead. I ache, yet do not feel. Where is my bringer of Light? Gone. Gone and too faraway to hear my cries. To see my sightless eyes.

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