The Circles on The Floor

Its not a true story but I got inspiration from this story where a girl who was just a minor character had such a big story, I felt I wanted to do more justice to her.

The shot rings through the hall,
I gasp as I hear it through the thick wall.
I look at my father,
who has fear in his eyes
he tells me it will be O.K.
but I know hes feeding me lies.

The men break the door
My father pushes me to the floor
be quiet he says
what happened after
in my memory it will stay.

The shoes I see
run circles around me
they seem to not notice
as I hide in plain sight.
I remember their footprints
marking the carpet
the circles on the floor
mark my soul forever more.


They run around my father
screaming and dangerous
my father tries to calm them down
and then I heard
A shot that made my heart sore
as I watched my father
fall to the floor.

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

This tugs at the heart strings. I can see the whole thing taking place in my mind like a little mini movie. You penned your friends memories very well in this write:) x