That was the a dream that repeated in Nikki's dreams every night since that year. She knew there was something different out there for her but she never would have thought she'd be a drugged up sex worker trying to escape reality itself. After those years of strenuous healing and mental anguish she finally gave into the pain killers and muscle relaxers that doctors shoved down her thought. Seems now days all you's have to do is stub your toe and they hand you a script for Oxycodine 30's. Her trip down the slope wasn't a huge shift or polar energy. At first she liked the numbing sensation it brought to her thouhts. The quite it brought to her body that ached in agony from sleeping on the cement of the local parks. When she got to New york everything was supposed to change for the better. When she met Rudy he promised he wasnt like every other man in her life that had hurt her like the rest. Like her uncle that one summer so long long ago. Those where the sickening secrets she held deep inside her soul. The torment lead her to this quite place. She left like a skeleton crawlig through a dark tunnel searching for the light. She could smell the decay and lonliness of the Earth's dirt longing to make her ashes again. The corpse around her screaming in silent torment because they overdosed and lay unclamed. She felt brief moments of hope when the drugs wore off and right before the physical pain began from withdraw. She knew she wouldn't live much longer if she didn't face the fears and resentments and shame she had to carry behind her scared beauty.

While she was healing from the only thing she knew unhealthy relationships she slowly had to learn to love herself. How and what could bring someone back from the brink of insanity?