That day I saw what was to become of me

I saw the blood trickling to the floor.

I saw her limping over as the men looked.

I was hiding, I wanted to escape.

She kept her promise to me.

So I kept mine the door.

I ran to it, while it was open.

They weren't in sight, I ran down the hill.

I was at the gate, it wasn't locked.

Opening it and running out I found something.

I stopped where I stood. People staring,

At my ragged hair and clothes, that is when it hit.

I was in my own neighborhood. I was already home.

I was only a few blocks away.

Yet they couldn't find me. The people started to come around me.

I just yelled.