Flashbacks

A white van and my kitchen floor
i can feel his hands around my throat
i cry out
but no one can hear me
and it happens
all the time
i have no control over it
i just sit back and let it take me over
close my eyes and let myelf drift
going through the delusions my mind puts me through
I dont know what they mean
but its where I go to be alone
Its the only place I can be myself
it scares you
to see me fighting some one without a face
screaming when no one is touching me
crying out for someone to help me
but its where i belong