In the quiet of the night while all is dark, they come to me. Visions. Haunting visions of a time not long ago. As tears swell up in my eyes, I can see them so vivid before me. It’s as if I’m standing there all over again. Every memory flows through my mind like the pages of a book.
Although I try to change it, I know the ending. It’s the same every time. The clock is ticking as I lie awake trying to push the thoughts away. They don’t leave. I try desperately to replace them with thoughts of peace and comfort. Success is found, but only for a moment before the visions return. I wonder, how long will these visions remain in my memory? How long will they haunt me? Will they ever subside?
Me - Who am I? 