my home I did leave
dad still alive, I believe
ridding mom I'd grieve

following the map
gap ahead of me, entrapped
trying to unwrap

swear sticking to me
minutes later, I was free
a tomb near the sea

a tomb near the sea
boat open, on my face, glee
hoping dad is near

Written: January 17th, 2020
Posted: January 23rd, 2020
Written for PoetsPub's competition