I Am Fear

I am fear.  
I come for  
My nightly feeding.  
I see her sprawled
Out on the bed  
Already enmeshed in angst.  
She closes her eyes
in an attempt to
Beat me back,  
But I know the way in.  
I whisper my lies  
Which i paint  
As promises.  
She pleads for peace,
For the fire  
In her head
To be put out.  
But peace is not  
What I came to give.  
My purpose here  
Has always been clear,  
To see her doubt,
To see her unravel,
To see her cry out.
And though her pills  
Will drive me
Into the darkness
and we will part
For a time,
I will be waiting
To feed on her again.