Phantasm

These images still fill my brain.
I keep wondering will they ever go away?
My sleeping pattern has turned around.
To the point that sleep is not a word to be found.
I try to put my mind at ease.
But yet, I find myself asking please.
Make these monsters leave.
For their appearance makes me not want to believe.
To believe that they will ever disappear.
I just want my mind to be clear.
No more images of him and his knife,
The one that almost took my life.
No more images of his arms forcing me to fall.
The one who left me to hardly trust at all.

My main question is why?
Why have they resurfaced forcing me to cry?