You're poem reminds me of the nights of horror I had in my 40s. Your words are so true as they touch the experiences that were the norm for nearly 10 years. Now the nightmares have flipped over into healing dreams.

In 2019 I thought my life had ended. My best friend and spiritual companion recommended a homeopathic formula to unhook the stuck grief in me. I came back from the living dead and am chugging along again in the world of sorrow, joy and small miracles.

I hope someday the screaming stops. Does the writing help?