What am I?

I stay hidden all day.
I come out at night.
I am everything you want to say.
I can be why you fight.
                   What am I?
I fiddle and dance with your mind.
I can poke at a revoked memory.
I can’t look forward but I can hit rewind.
I am an unwanted accessory.
                    What am I?
I can be everything you desire.
I can be your greatest fear.
I remember the ashes of the fire.
Yet, I seldom shed a tear.
                     What am I?
I can seem so very far,
Or I can seem within arms reach.
I could be the length of a car.
Too bad, I prefer the beach.
                      What am I?
I am without a soul.
Yet, I exist in a body.
I can take you for a stroll.
I can remind you that you were sorry.
                       What am I?
I can be the truth.
I can be a lie.
I want to be a brute.
But, I can’t be seen through but one and every eye.
                        What am I?
I am not what you would call lean.
Nothing is as it may seem.
I am the most dangerous thing this world has seen.
I am merely a dream…

                                               Marsel Senan.