My Incarceration

The sun dawned in the horizon. Light pierced though the darkness. I sat on my berth. Opened my eyes and thankfully I was back to the reality. I had just seen a dream? Dream? Wasn’t that a nightmare? For me both are the same. I stood up and walked up to the sink. Opened the tap and washed my face. Wiping my face with the sleeve of my oversized shirt, I sat down next to the sink and leaned my back against the wall. ‘My new home’ a thought haunted my mind. ‘No’ I whispered to myself. I knew my future. I knew what will happen to me. A flood of questions overwhelmed me. Why was I even here? Why? WHY? I was failing myself. The questions started echoing in my head. Breaking me down.