Dominus Thanos

“I suppose”, said the shadow when I asked about my heart. As you may not know, I have found some holes that I supposed it would like fill. I know which tools carved these internal chasms; I dare say I sharpened them myself. Though the last time I tried to fill them, I took away pieces from someone else. Now something needs to take up residence, lest the emptiness decides to grow. I fear a dream would not fair me well as they so seldom reflect, let alone represent, the truth of life and love. Besides, there are enough dreams in me to disappoint my soul; I need not add to my masquerade in the hopes of feeling whole. As for a new desire, I dare say it would come to naught, for as it stands I struggle to satisfy the desires I have already caught. Far too long has hope prolonged this most decrepit state, I dare not allow more to take hold lest I believe in fate. The tenant I fear most of all is most certainly my hate. It’s far too unstable, unruly, malicious and unkind. Were I to allow it in my chambers, I am certain that soon after, there would be even more missing parts that I would find. So I opted to for the shadow, so complacent and clam. Its presence infers there’s a light that I could find. So I waited for a long time after its first response, for I was in dire need of something, with which I could be close. Then it shifted and then it asked of me “have you considered love?”