dispersing the nightmares Options

[*Tainted Euphoria*]

The same dream haunts me night after night. No matter how many times I wake up screaming in cold sweat, I know I'm in for more. For so long I've tried to push this experience to the back of my mind so that I might be able to go about my life as happily and normally as possible, but you just won't let me, will you? What did I do wrong to deserve such torture? What did I do to deserve the nightmares you've left me with?

That night changed me. You hurt me so much, inflicting wounds that will never heal. You might as well have stabbed me, because slowly, but surely, life is bleeding out of me. I have very little will power left. I can't fight the pain anymore. Darkness threatens to break down my door, and I'm too tired to keep it at bay.

I've been forced to rethink every aspect of my life -- question my worth. If I was truly worth anything, why would this happen to me? Why would you happen to me?

In so many ways, I'm damaged - broken. I remember that look in your eyes as you ran toward me. It was something I'd never seen before. I truly feel that that night, I looked into the eyes of a murderer.

You took me to the ground in one strike, and in another you nearly rendered me unconscious. Clawing, ripping, shredding every obstacle, you barrelled your way to your goal. I've never felt so vulnerable in my life. When first I tried to fight you, you stopped, giving me hope that this horrible attack was over, but I was wrong. My eyes caught sight of the steely vessel of danger you held over me, and from that moment, I was helpless but to surrender to you.

The things you did, the things you said, they've been perpetually engraved into my mind. You left with a piece of my soul, something I'm sure you'll add to your collection. You've turned me into another notch on your belt of women trembling in fear.

In writing this I hope to eliminate the trepidition you've instilled in me. After trying to avoid the memory, I'm ready to end this, now. I'm ready to shoo away the crows hovering over me. If it's the last thing I do, I'll kill the memory of you. I swear, I will.