Dec. 12, 2011

The Nightmares Of Him

by Rhonda Lindial (author's profile)

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Rhodna Lindial
1584651
1401 State School
Gatesville, TX 76555

12-1-11

Being here, you have more chances than you might elsewhere to see the world as it is. Instead of through the shadows you cast upon it.

When I have nightmares of him, he was a sociopath, neither logic nor ordinary emotions served as a foundation for his actions. Power and the pleasure he got from exerting it over others. Drugs and alcohol were his motivations.

On these nights, I wake with a sense of loss so terrible that i would prefer not to ever wake again. But I do. I breathe and I go on. It's what my sons would want me to do. Would expect me to do. I have a destiny that I must earn. I live to earn ti.

It's not for me to judge his soul. No matter how much I might want to. My choices are measures against my own soul. Not against the stain on his.

Most people live in a black and white world. All or nothing. While in here, you must face a world of grays. Because a streak of cold pure survival runs up your spine every day. It is never easy to know the real path in such a place. You must know and trust your own heart.

Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget. Do you hear me? Do you see me? Do you know me? Does anyone care?

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