it's a scary place,  no place is scarier than the mind.  horror displayed on the face  is produced from the horror you find.  you're your own enemy  you're your own friend  you're the only one who can bring it to an end.   the river of thoughts you need to quell  is the lake of fire of your own hell.  buried in your little web of lies,  lies the part that wants to cry.  It needs to escape, it needs to go  before you break the 'you' you know