It haunts me and it's painted in my dreams, no scratch that the memories and nightmares have merged into one and I can't different them. The only thing I need is distraction from the pain I will take the distraction in any form it comes, and by any I mean whatever kind of distraction that can exist. What I didn't expect is him!

Her life was covered His life was covered Her life was in danger His Life was controlled by anger. She wanted to be free He only had one plea Freedom they both desired A life they both admired Created a blazing fire Choices become dire Consequences turned dangerous People turned traitorous Is the end near? Or is the beggining clear?