As I wake in the middle of the night, I try quickly to shut my eyes and drift back to sleep. I do not want it to feel me, because night time is its favorite occasion to come. Before I can crawl back into a sleeping slumbers arms, I can feel its presence. Its phantom of fear, cries and loneliness as it whispers through the darkness, “remember…..” I immediately pull the blankets up over my head and try to avoid that familiar, haunting sound. Trying with all I have to keep out the images, feelings of then behind, so it doesn’t taint my present worries. Like a … Continue reading Not Another Lonely Nightmare