Diary Of A Mid-night Thinker

Dr. Hannibal Lecter

Sometimes I don't feel like myself. There are days when I am aware of who I am. Then there are times when I have a dark halo around me, unaware of my existence.

I feel a strong urge to be powerful. It becomes tough to channelise my stress into something productive. All I can think about is to have powers.

I once had a feeling of being powerful when I held a knife in my hand which was stabbed straight into a man's liver. I didn't feel bad... But I was terrified.... And I felt powerful...

There's a strange gleam in my eye which I feel to go through walls and souls. People around me never saw me smile and it made them afraid of me. Is this what I really want?
People being afraid of me?
Or being powerful?
Tough decision.

I know the times when I am vulnerable and it kicks out the monster inside me. We all have our fears. Mine is to be a monster and let that feeling seep so deep into me that will make me forget about myself.

Its strange when I see around. I found people who are afraid to become monsters and then there's another who gets pleasure by being a monster. What is the difference between the two?

I think of getting into their minds to feel the pleasure too. But then I also sympathize with them. The years they spent to build the walls around them is not what constructors face while building the greatest buildings. They have gone through much more.

Now I wonder what I want....
Who am I?

#Story from the diary of a psychopath!!