The thing that strikes me as truest among those we have in common, is that we're both afraid of people. We're afraid of anything outside of ourselves, and sometimes, of things inside also. But what we're most afraid of, is each other.

'Tis a poor God
That hath allotted me demons
Instead of friends
In this mine life

I want to chase them away
But I'm afraid
When they art gone
There shall be nothing left
Inside