Now what

I feel so ill.  If I start to cry will it ever stop. Will the voice that is screaming ever quit.  I remember, I remember screaming, screaming. I remember the leash. I remember. Please god. Make me not remember. I don't want to remember the green walls and the dark. I am so scared of the dark. I don't want to go there. I promise I never told. I never told.  They promised. I never told.