Camp

 
Why am I here? What did I do wrong? I don't know anyone here, don't leave me here!The heat of the sun is bearing down on me.
The
churning
of
your
engine
is
fading
as
you
leave
me
here
to
die.
I
can't
believe
this
is
the
place
I
will
die. Guards on duty watch us as we kick and scream. Their dark glasses obscure their eyes. Do they see
                                                                                                                                                         me?
                                                                                                                                                     Colors.
                                                                                                                                                    Intrinsic.
                                                                                                                                                    Definite.
                                                                                                                                                           My
                                                                                                                                                           life
                                                                                                                                                          here
                                                                                                                                                              is
                                                                                                                                                    indefinite.
Indefinite structures. I could watch them for hours - building castles out of sand.Laughing like princes...
Explosions
of
sound.
I
wipe
the
crusted
mud
from
my
pants.
My
body
aches.
My
muscles
yearn
for
food. 
When do we get fed? I didn't pack a lunch. I wonder where you are...do you enjoy our time apart?
                                                                                                                                                           They
                                                                                                                                                           come
                                                                                                                                                             and
                                                                                                                                                            take
                                                                                                                                                            them
                                                                                                                                                             one
                                                                                                                                                               by
                                                                                                                                                            one.
                                                                                                                                                                 I
                                                                                                                                                          watch
                                                                                                                                                            them
                                                                                                                                                           leave
                                                                                                                                                             me.
Frankie, Ellie, Joey, and Eddie. Christian, Harry, Annie. They're all gone.When is it my turn? How long will it take?
Or,
are
you
never
coming
back?
I
don't
know
which
would
be
worse.
I close my eyes as the light hits my face. I wonder if I can just melt away, just disappear into the sun.
                                                                                                                                                         Why
                                                                                                                                                          did
                                                                                                                                                          you
                                                                                                                                                        leave
                                                                                                                                                           me
                                                                                                                                                        here?