LOST AND FOUND

LOST AND FOUND

Silence

Can you hear yourself breathe?

Can you hear your heart beat?

You are alone

In a cold room

You check for injuries, there are none

 Your senses tell you there are trees around

How?  You can hear the breeze through them

The birds are chirping

That says its morning

There’s no light whatsoever

But, are you breathing?

Yes, you are sure of it

There must be air coming in

From someplace, somewhere

You here footsteps

Fear

Just the right amount of adrenaline pumps through your veins

You are a little shaky

Your heart beats faster

You are hyperventilating

You look in that direction

It wasn’t a footstep

It was a piece of paper that brushed the floor

You are calm

You tell yourself everything is going to be alright

You look around you

Your pupils have adjusted to the darkness

The room is made of metal

That says why it’s cold

“Thank God”, you sigh

You search for cameras

Anyone could be watching you as a lab rat

There’s is none

At least none that is visible

You remove the bolts and nuts with your fingers

They are bleeding

You continue

You have to get out of here

And then, the last one clicks open

“Praise Go”, you sigh

You are really bleeding

You tear some pieces of clothing

You tie your fingers

To suppress the blood from oozing through the broken vessels

You don’t want to die because you lost so much blood

You go through the vent there’s a lot more

You have to find a way out of the maze

You get to a tunnel

You see industrial waste

But it’s too late to go back

You are jumping in midair

 You enter and swim

Oh boy

Everything is just sticky

Like in quick sand, you are sinking

“You have to get out of here alive”, your brain tells you

You get to the other side

Its valley

Full of houses

You get down the hill

You call 911, at least you remember that

“This is 911 state your emergency”, a voice calls out

You go,”Em I don’t know who I am and where I am”

They trace your call

They take you to the hospital

You are a Jane Doe

They run tests on you

They say you are normal

You are human

You are female

You ask to check the tags on clothing

They say it’s a designer’s

“Then I’m not homeless”, you tell yourself

A homeless person doesn’t wear GUCCI

“It’s too expensive”, you remember that

The police officers come to ask you “a few question“

You don’t know the answer to most of it

“Hello”

You remember nothing relevant

They call the psychologist

No matter how hard you both try, you remember nothing still

A lot of questions stream through your mind

“How did I get there?”

“Who put me there?”

“Who am I?”

Another nobody on the face of the earth