Tortured, by these nightmares, they’re, never-ending, and they’d come at me, faster, faster, more frequent each, and every single night, and I feel like I’m, goin’, CRAZY here.  Tortured, by these nightmares, I can’t find the origins, of all my, nightmares. 

like, these things???  Illustration from online

Tortured, by these nightmares, they come to me, each, and every single night, since I was, raped by that monster, on the way home from work, working late that night.  Tortured, by these nightmares, they’d come back again, I thought I’d, gotten, rid of them already, but apparently not………

Why am I, being, tortured, by these, nightmares?  I was, damaged, isn’t that, enough?  Why must I, fall asleep, on these, broken dreams too, huh???