Complexed?
or just suffering
from one?
saving the world.
because I fear
my own soul is already
lost to perdition.
So,
without love
or compassion,
I set about,
making good works.
I carry, I soothe,
and patiently I guide…..
Does a true servant know any other way?
I serve this world,
faithfully?
giving everything
but myself.
That is kept locked away in a little box, Thriving? Rotting? Laughing? Crying.
Who knows? Who cares? It is safe, and so am I.
and this way,
i can give more.
So why is that not enough? Why is there still a burn, where there should only be void?
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