My Nemesis

I among the shadows dwell
Searching for some amities
Fleeing from this wicked spell
I cannot see beyond my sanity

Evil burns inside me like a black flame of hate
My blood runs cold
My misanthropy will never abate
Even with my abhorrence for this world

My Nemesis, self-hatred is perched
On my shoulder she sits and weeps
For surcease of pain I search
In my futile attempt to keep