Lies

What lies do you tell yourself,
what secrets conceal,
in the dead of the night
while the day congeals
in your shielded mind?

When the daylight sears
away the shadows
do you remember the fear
of the dark?

Never stopping
never thinking
slowly sinking
something pulling
underneath
but you can't look.
Drowning and dying
too scared to fight back.

What is the thing that follows you?
You catch a glimpse
You turn away.
Too much to face.

Wordlessly crying
shouting
screaming
for release
for the fear
for the pain
for the things you feel
but refuse
to end
to be ended.