Why

What is the difference between light and dark when both can destroy just as powerful? How can angels and demons be the epitome of good and evil when both can kill just as cruel? They say that every story has a protagonist and an antagonist, but my story only has me. Does that mean I am both? If the devils were disguised as heroes, who were the heroes disguised as? If I was a monster for expressing any emotions, how are you a goddess by hiding yours? What is worse, the evil in the devil, or the devil who is evil? If it is a sin to love something dark, why is it not a sin to love the flames of love itself? These answers, I never knew, For I was far too gone, to be me anymore.