And once again, I am subjected to horror and disbelief, terror and agony
I recognise something, this room, have I seen it before?
Its bleak walls, its plain window, its starched smell, these starched sheets…
And once again everything is black,
Seeping around me, dark black…
I'm scared, I feel like I'm being followed, and agony follows suit, shooting up my arms, coursing down my legs, piercing my head…
Strong hands wrap around me, holding me tight, I try with all my might to break free, I feel trapped…
There's
a boy, dark coloured in skin, dark coloured in eyes, burning, harsh
like the red, soft like the topaz, seeing right through me,
understanding, regretting,
And then a harsh noise, a threatening
sound, beating faster and faster, louder and louder…
And again there is black…
War, what is it?
Harsh sounds, cries in the blackness, tears, screams, sadness, being taken away…
Being taken away from everything…
Things you know and love; things you know and hate…
What is Peace?
Love, happiness, laughter in the light…
Smiles, bright and happy, clear and cheerful…
Love all around….
