Everythings gotten better
The images that used to continually haunt me are now just the ocasional nightmare.
In the nightmares i can still see the fear on her face and in the tone of her voice.
I see the cuts on her wrist and the blood running down her arm.
I wince at these images, they make me cringe and make my body hurt.
It will get even better with passing time,
And maybe one day the nightmares will turn into nothing but i memory,
one that i wont remember at all
