“ONE OF THE MOST ISOLATED REGIONS IN THE WORLD.”
Every turn I make
Looks the same as the next.
I'm Trying to get somewhere but i’m lost
Im lost.
Every turn looks the same
The stars begin to match grains of sand
It all combines together
“Mind over matter”
“Mind over matter”
I mutter to myself as I secretly feel the blood sucking leeches
And I can't tell if they are sucking my blood or sucking the
Hope out of my soul.
The morning dew doesn’t cover the smell of
Feces I have to clean
And the whistling wind doesn’t cover up the little girl's cries.
I want out
I want out of this fence
Out of this first day of school
I want out
They are training me to be less of who I am
To knock out my heritage
To make my soul more white. To change my goals and ideas to more …show more content…
White.
My plan is to leave. To leave this place.
To leave the morning toilet bucket clean
To leave the cries of little girls
To leave the frowns and to leave the once known
Who are now more white
Now less of who they are.
I have to be the eldest I have to be strong.
I felt my heartbeat in my legs.
Out of my chest.
I look at them
My eyes meet my sad sisters hands as they clean and clean as they try to remember what it was like to not be here, I see a tear drop on to the floor and my sister wipes it clean off the floor because who knows what will happen if she leaves a mess.
A mess of tears.
A mess of no hope
A mess of her
I get a flashback, of that night
The night I tried to escape alone
“They’re not ready”
“They're not ready”
I remember thinking as my feet went through the river where boys and girls swim in the summer.
The current was strong.
I could see the