I am

Low I bring you,

high upon the air I can take you,

beyond the mountain peak and beneath the dungeons of below- that is what I do.

Break you,

bend you,

torment you with my absence till your eyes turn to glass and can never awaken from my eternal brother- that is what I could do.

Joyous peace for what is but a second to your mind,

comfort to your wary body and tired soul- that is what I be.

Agony inescapable,

Regrets laid bare

Nightmares are my weapons that I will might use on you for the sin of embracing me- that is what i might be.

Relief from the grind of the physical,

transformation into the imaginary.

You may and must rely on me and depend on my embrace-

but you cannot never fully trust me, for if your mind is ill then I shall lay it bare before you.

This is what I can do, what I be- and what I am.