I wake again in darkness
Hot tears soak my face
A silent scream lingers upon my lips
Although not a sound escapes

My mind is still bombarded
With the memories I no longer need
Because each moment is etched on my brain
Making me doubt that I’m the least bit sane
For the fact that I’ve almost given them names
With the frequency of which they come.

It seems at one point I’d be used to it
That my mind would just be resigned
At one point my terror would just be accepted
Free to take residence in my mind.

But sadly this is not the case,
And I fear it never will be
So in turn every night is the same
As these two strange men terrorize me.

Well hell at this point they know me
I might as well call them friends
After all a friend is my enemy’s enemy
So in the end, who is it that wins?

Well my friends, tonight we begin again.