Blood and pain is all I can see and feel.
The bashing of a head.
A scream echos through my soul.
Reality smudged with pictures and tears from another set of eyes.
I hear myself screaming out a name,
a familiar name, a loved name, a cherished name.
I feel my nerves screaming out torment and suffering but I am physically wounded.
My hands push against a door, my legs stumble across the slightly sli...