Inner rage

just a short poem No solid rhyme scheme (that was done on purpose) give me some feedback.

From what does my swelling rage spawn from?
From actions in my past?
Or from memories of misery passed?
From the things that i have done?
Or from the things that i never did?
From the demons that hide in my twisted soul?
From the evil that i fight with, blow for blow?
My lack of purity,
the corruption within?
Does any of it matter in the end?