I see the smoke from the fire rise into the air.
Sending shivers down my back.
Making me think of a dark place I called home.
Trapped with nobody there to help me out.
I see the black shadows move across the walls.
One hurting me.
The other helping me.
Neither letting me go.
Tears streaming down my face.
Drenching the fire causing it to get smaller and smaller.
The smokes gone.
No more fear.
No more sorrow.
No more emotion.
I woke up from the dream we call a nightmare.
Created: May 08, 2017Emeade2001 Document Media