In the dark within our souls a story births

A tale of shadows lurking in our mirth

Two faces peering one gentle one cruel

A dance of flames beneath a tranquil pool

In friendship’s light or enmity’s cold lair

We play the role dictated by a dare

Our hearts like clay yet hard as stone

To build or break we act alone

We are the doctor we are the beast

We feed on love we thrive on least

In every breath in every sigh

A whisper echoes do or die

We paint with kindness wear a mask so thin

But underneath the monster gnaws within

Our paths may cross we shift we sway

A game of hearts we choose to play

Tolerant and cruel hand in hand we go

The line is blurred the shadows grow

Capable of light but darkness calls

We weave a web with fragile walls

We are the doctor we are the beast

We feed on love we thrive on least

In every breath in every sigh

A whisper echoes do or die