Whether she’s realized it or not, Tori has always been there for me during my darkest hours. Not necessarily doing anything to pull me out of the gloom per say, but there for me none the less.
Similarly, the 100 Word Song family has seen me through some pretty tough times as well. So, when I realized that they had joined forces this week, I decided to come out of my flash fiction song prompt hibernation, and play along.
It’s good to be back 100 Word Songers – I hope you enjoy…
It happened again.
I dreamt of being loved… of being cherished.
Of all the dreams, these are the worst. Of all the nightmares, the frights, these are the ones that cripple my nights.
Unlike reality, in the dream she stayed. She meant it. She didn’t have others.
Unlike reality, there weren’t arguments, nor struggles, nor threats of flight.
Unlike reality, she was still breathing when I awoke.
I awoke to the guards calling my name, ushering me distractedly from general population back into solitary.
They think I’m alone in there, but those damned dreams can follow through.
Those damned dreams always do.