April 22nd

I Sit.

I sit alone, looking all over,

Trying to find an answer,

"Answer me boy, why did you run away?"

Asked the elder official,

Who is certain aspects, reminded me of my dad.

I tried looking through my memory bank,

And couldn't find an answer,

I tried telling him it, but still,

They wouldn't accept the fact that it was the best,

To my ability,

It only lasted for fifteen minutes more,

Then I was let free.

Only, I wasn't.

They still wanted me to stay.

They then took me to a room.

It was like any other room.

Small spacious with very limited décor,

Only this one had painted walls.

There she was.

My mom,

As she lay quietly,

Paralyzed,

As fear completely filled my chest.

What did I do?

Davis