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Darkness has always been there,

Following me all of my life,

Suffering constant, feeling I fail,

Always feeling the strife,

I try so hard to be strong,

Never showing my cracks,

My own inner psyche,

Ever constant with slinging attacks,

Let me tell you of what's in my head,

The struggle in the form of a tale,

Hope that you understand,

I'm both Ahab and the white whale,

Maybe in that, I am wrong,

Try to find a metaphor making sense,

Maybe I'm just shy of a pound,

Cause maybe I have lost a few pence,

Stubborn as always,

I will not go down, or let myself fall,

Yet here we are yet again,

The void inside I'm hearing it call,

Trying to make me falter,

In the moments I'm weak,

Well I refuse to let it win,

Despite of its current streak,

I am strong,

Despite what it says,

I found a way,

To help myself rez,

So standing up once again,

Not so chaotic as I was before,

I shine on the light to show,

The darkness the door,

Yet I know that it will be back,

And when, I'll be ready to fight,

For the light to exist,

So too must the dark, yes that's right,

I feel that I am insane,

For deep down,

I'm always in pain,

So writing's my outlet,

Start jotting down another campaign,

Yet never can do it,

My schedule prevents it; it's in vain,

I'm told I'm not an actor,

Well it depends on what it's you see,

I'm both fighter and rogue, wizard and cleric,

My own party,

Even though I do try,

I roll nat ones, and refuse to die,

But guess what I falter, well so do we all,

So I cry,