nightmare Wait, shhh – can you here that? – tell me you can hear that high pitch ear drum popping whale of a scream – please, anyone – tell me she screams in your ear too, tell me you see the piercing stare of her eyes as she slowly loses consciousness? I can’t be the only one he shares this with; tell me he shows you what he wants to do - what he is going to do to her? Tell me he plays this out over and over again in your mind too, stealing your dreams and turning then in to frightening pillow clenching, hair pulling nightmares – no? Are you sure it’s only me? - If only I had silence like you, with peaceful thinking and solitude! Wait, don’t move – he’s coming back again – like I really thought I could elude him that easy – did I really think I was strong enough to escape his wrath – there is no hiding from this – from him – what kind of crazy thought did I have to think I could hide from this voices; from these visions – His hands have never touched my tainted skin – it’s his mind that controls me from with in – always leaving me fragile and frayed thinking of the life that just got drained Why do I keep having this nightmare? I can’t explain it – and the scariest thing is I never seen her faces – is it possible that I am seeing my own death? No it can’t be, I don’t want to die like that! I don’t want to end up so utterly alone in all that pain. But I have to face this because I know how my dreams have touch reality before – fuck I saw my boyfriend get shot and die in my dream and two days later it happen, just like I had dreamed – I need to change something in my life – a drastic change – the road I am taking needs to be altered somehow…but how? Jessica