Raven’s crime.

To walk among humans as an observer, no life or emotion just a zombie attempting to make any kind of sense of this. 
   It’s beginning to feel like everything is moving around wile a sit and observe. Chaos,stupidity, every loathsome thing that brings me to despair. This contempt surrounds me, taunts me. 

     Nothing to do but wait. It can’t beat me, can’t kill me, not on its own. Somehow I seem to be helping it, feeding my adversary.