No tears for sorrow
Ni smile for happiness

No laughter for amusement
No pumping blood in anger

No nothing
No thing

A faceless golem
An empty space

An indifferent being
A closed door

A hallow walk in the forest under the stars
A loneliness among others

From a playing clown
To a shadow in the mist at night

How did I become what I am?
How did I become what I fear the most?
?