This Evil Thing.

To feel as if you are nothing, breaks a heart, destroys a soul. To believe that you aren't worth it, tortures us all, young and old. Most of the time, it's easy to force a smile, and pretend that your happiness has no end. But this evil thing, it haunts you. All your past pain, it forever remains. Sometimes, the fear of hurt, and the worry, and the doubt, it becomes too much. This evil thing, it becomes so strong, it drowns the rest of the world out. Everything else fades away, and evil sets in. Critizing who you are, making faith run so fast and so far that you start to believe, it's time for the end. This evil thing, it has great power. It knows, that the mind is weak, easy to use. And it won't take much, to set you on edge. To make you self-destruct, from the outside in. once evil has overcome, it creeps away. Silently, slowly, it goes. All the while knowing, you never stood a chance on your own.