it burns constantly
its embers aglow
searing through memories and concealing
the secrets you think nobody knows
but secrets have a way of revealing
the inner depths of your soul,
unnamed wants, silenced dreams
you think when fulfilled, can make you whole
and so it burns, this need
that threatens to consume you –
to unearth the real you long kept hidden away,
delaying the demons seeking their due
Morrighan's Muse 
Oh, My. This one drilled through my outer sanctuary. Loved it. Unearth the real you and delaying the demons seeking their due seemed so apt to how life can play out in two separate stories; the one everyone sees and the one hidden away.