Garden to Escape

Listening,
shocking sounds,
Michael and I
still, like my thoughts.
Red and blue lights
reflecting off the trees.

Only chance of escape
dropped, and hid behind a tree.
Whispering loud enough,
so Michael could hear my commands,
but not the cops.
I asked him for help,
wishing time moved like my thoughts.
He gave me a terrible idea,
jumping off a roof five meters tall,
or even falling....

Lightly looking down
at a painful escape,
and left defeated by fear.
But what was worse?
What was coming
or what was calling for me.

My thoughts started to run again,
but not correctly,
so the first thing that came to mind
I followed.
Lay down on my back,
and pray to not be coughed.
Of course...
I was coughed.

Michael and I
face to face with the cops.
My eyes closed,
long
deep breath,
opened my lids,
hoping
I would end up in the past,
or wake up
from a dream,
not a night-mare,
but I thought again,
would I regret the reason I'm in all this?

Not telling them our complete address,
wishing to get away with it,
then walked away...
when allowed.

After every step I took
I could hear my mom's voice in my head
in fear,
and anger,
and me explaining
that nothing could go wrong
having fun
on the roof
of an electric power plant.

Finally
we saw the light
after the pitch-black tunnel.
We spotted a garden
that would get us out of trouble.
Glancing at each other now,
I spotted that amazingly clever smile
that got us in this position of...
well...
not full regret,
and I'm pretty sure
he saw mine too
growing,
as we both knew
what was in our heads.

Counting to three,
and we both
took off
towards the garden.
I think we lost them.