AM I EVIL?............?

I can no longer collect my thoughts Frustration breeds madness. I long to be outside myself; to escape from me. And then there's the sadness...that overwhelmes and consumes me. I cannot overcome irrational thought. What was it like to love? To feel? I can't recall. And so I fall.....Into a pit of darkness; a cess pool of my most disturbing thoughts and thriving evil. And then I am lost - known only to my enemies that seek to destroy me, yet I sit in plain view casting my fears asunder. I sit motionless in the pouring rain and crashing thunder. "Fools! They have not beaten me - they're only feeding the monster!" - For a monster I have become. And so now I can't think. I can't sleep. I can't wake. I can't eat. I can't hate. I can't feel. I can't laugh. Nor can I weep. These are things I am forced to keep - the reasons I remain awake. These are my demons from which there is no escape.