Screams of Those I Love

There have been a few times in my life when the painful screams of those I love have pierced through my ears. It is a sound you cannot begin to describe. It is something that haunts my sleep. I lay awake at night wishing the memory would fade, but for me, it never does. I want so desperate;y to remove their pain. It haunts me deeply and long into the darkest hours of the night. I NEVER tell them. It just sits inside of my soul eating away at my cells and leaving shreds of my existence unraveled night after night. I don,t know why it hurts me so deeply. Maybe its because I have such a deep and personal connection to pain. We have walked this life together from birth. She is like my soul twin. We have a bond that is beyond that of familiarity. Sometimes I feel she knows me better than anyone. I pray she leaves my loved ones alone, but there she is just ready to get next to them. To get into their hearts, next to their souls. Still I pray. It never matters. I will forever hear their screams. I will always carry their pain. Even when they move away from it. I'm still holding onto it. It is attached to me. The screams still haunt me. I hear them in my sleep. They become me...