I can hear her voice off in the distance, she is calling out to me. I watch from the house as she waves, a broad smile on her beautiful face. Her red bikini almost hidden by my pale blue chambray shirt, it falls to her knees and the bottom is wet. She is ankle deep in the ocean, the waves crashing against her legs. The salty air blowing thru her hair. How I long to be the ocean and the air, surrounding her. She wants me to join her, calling my name over and over again. I want to go, to hold her, to kiss her. To let the waves crash against us, to feel the sun on my face.

And then everything goes black, my Love is gone. I scream out to her calling her name over and over. I want to run and find her but I cant move, I am bound. My hands and feet tied with rope. I can hear their footsteps coming down the hall way to my windowless room. I start screaming. Loud uninhibited screams, until something is stuffed in my mouth and then all I feel is pain; their ripe hot breath on my neck, a mix of cigarettes and cheap vodka.

I woke up in my cell, covered in sweat but shaking. I had another dream. They are coming one after the other now, with no reprieve. I have to learn to control them, to control my screams or they will use it as a reason to keep me here, denying me the one thing that will keep the nightmares away. My Amy, my Love.