Neither light or shadow

The scales of light and shadow's grace, A dance of yin and yang's embrace, A concept old, it holds its sway, Yet leaves me lost, in disarray. No saintly glow, no wicked stain, No righteous joy, no vengeful pain, A hollow shell, where feelings cease, A moral compass, finds no peace. No guiding hand of heart or soul, No whispered urge to make me whole, Just empty space, where choices lie, A void that stares, with vacant eye. No good, no ill, no guiding thread, A different breed, it fills me dread, This absence deep, this empty core, The truest fear, I can't ignore