I've often wondered how I would know that this was over. Or even if I'd ever know.
What started as screams are now nothing but whispers, and even those soft voices are fading fast. One by one the demons inside me are going silent. They do not leave - where would they go? Instead, they sleep. They sleep and they dream of sweet things.
I wonder, will they ever wake up, and once again tell me about their dreams?
