Nightmares

Nightmares

I wake up and no one is around.


I can still feel his touch.
Burning my flesh, Infesting my soul,
Destroying my spirit.


I lay there motionless, unable to move or even speak.
Only a tear shows how I feel.


His voice is ingrained in my mind.
His hot breath still clinging to my thoughts.
Every voice I hear seems to be his.

Haunting me.
In my dreams, in my mind, in my life.


Is there anywhere to escape?
Just then, light reflected off a knife. Sweet release.


Copyright ©2007 Rebekah McArthur