Prologue...Poem


Thoughts rush in my head, overwhelming me over and over, 
consuming all of what is left of my spirit
I hear the voices again.. driving me mad
Each time even more stronger than the last time... 
and pulling me further into the dark...but it is in the darkness that I break down, remembering the brutal torture you have placed me in again, you see I am no longer sane, I have lost all my senses and what remains of me is but a battered mind that has lost touch with reality... 
Sadie Martin Carlyle  
By: Sylvia Stein 

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