Forever forgotten.

I remember waking up in that cold and hollow room.

With walls so white and beds so quiet.

My head is restrained with help of a soft touch and all I can do is stare at the clock. 

People around me cry as they have seen my slowly rising eyes.

The caring mother,

   the scared and loving friends,

      the men in blue,

All with one question.

- What happened to you?

My tears sting as they fall down my cheeks, the salt is mixed with open flesh, as I move my mouth to answer I do not know.

All I remember is a pain in my back and the concrete on my face. The rest is blank. I do not know.

As the men in white tend to my every wound, cut and stitch I watch them with blue caring eyes. These men that once seemed so unafraid and heroic now sits by my side with a look as though they’ve lost all might.

A question is written in their smile - how could anyone let this happen?

I close my eyes to keep the questions out and to replay it all only in my mind.

All along I have known, it was my brother who did it.