Is it?

      Who is that there? Are you here for me again? Why is it that you come on days of distress? I don't want to know.... No, I feel your presence.. Show yourself! Or maybe not.. You're all cowards coming only when I sleep, yet I remember my one day visit like it was yesterday. Ohh how it fizzles and sits away in respite to be forgotten, it pulls and twills in forgetful confinement. You over lay this dichotomous air about nothing and everything you expect me to believe these lies you bestow and beset upon ones existence!? Why?? Go back from where you came with your ocular abyss and revel in obliquity for if none shall believe it, then neither shall I.