Lack of calmness, unnecessary reactions, hatred, revenge...

More and more I find myself compelled to act on them... It's like I'm not in control of my actions anymore...like I have another personality that drives me to do things that I once ignored or simply didn't find the reason or purpose in doing... It's slowly changing the way I think, act, behave...it's killing me and replacing me....

Or is it evolving...is it turning me into something better? I have no remorse for my actions anymore, I feel no pity, no sadness, no nothing...not even love...do I need love?... I think not... What did love ever do for us besides bringing suffering in the end?

I scream and scream inside my mind only to find that I am the only one able to hear it...and once I realize this, I understand that I am the only one able to help me, the only one able to trust...do I need another person to lean on?... No! That's just a sign of weakness... Am I weak?... Are you?...