In silent reflection I sit and wonder about the mixture of feelings of emotions running through me. The running flow of memories that flash across my vision in a photographic slide show with feelings and emotions. Visions I can not keep under control, feelings I argue that I should forget. Memories I pretend not to remember after my nightmares. Will something come of it other than tears of past pains?

Will I learn to learn from it, or will I bury my soul in the sand…waiting and resisting the help that is fighting it way? Will I remain locked away with the foreboding images that continue to haunt me? Will I prevail over this internal enemy? Only one way to find out….