Kelaria

And like a whisper, I will fade away... soft and swiftly on the wind... for the world is ever a cruel place and the monster within me snarls at the light... Goodness shrivels away at my touch... and joy turns to sorrow when I am near... for the aching sickness of despair holds me close, like a long-lost friend. I am like a poison, sucking the life out of all I hold dear... Forget me, for I should not be forgiven...