Memory Gone

• Yasmin Alsaid, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2017

I walked through the rocky road
Not a single sign of life
And here im standing,holding a knife
A bloody fight aroused and everyone fled
I look around;bodies with patches of red
'What am i doing? Where is this place?
I walk around and speed up my pace
Where is my family? Did i have one?
I stopped and looked at the fading sun
Then something cold touched my back
Someone was there and he had a gun
The 'bang' hit me before i heard it
I fell to the ground and clutched my chest
The last thing i heard was 'you did this'
Then it all came to me;knife in my hand,it was all my fault.