What Are These?

The rain on the pane
The howling wind
The afternoon that is engulfed by the darkness

A song caught in my heart
A thought bold enough to take shape
A thought afraid to breathe life

Some words being transient
Silence being eternal

Love and hatred that co-exist in the same space
Anger and kindness that take turns to ebb and flow

The fragrance of familiarity
The sounds of nostalgia

Memories vivid with colors
Nightmares painted with the same

A state caught between sanity and insanity
An effort founded on strength
A final push at life with everything at stake
An existence unsure

A wish to let go
A wish to let live
A wish to vanish...

What am I to do with these?
Where do I hide them? What do I mask them as?

Will that be the Truth or a Lie?