tw(?) this is about a stabbing outside my school so i do talk about knives and blood but it's not graphic

There had been no fear in our eyes,
sat in a concrete room with only one window,
thin and up high guarded by thick metal bars

An unexpected voice rang through the halls,
voicing a reassurance laced with worry,
assuring us of our safety, which had not previously been a concern

Sat in a room void of light, the air grew heavy with confusion
eating a breakfast bordering on inedible
atop a thin tiled floor that protected us from an untimely death

A wave of relief came with the confirmation of a knife,
the room erupting with joy as we locked the doors and closed the blinds

There was no fear in our eyes as our school came back to life,
everyone telling a different story as they power washed the concrete
the pool of blood erased before we could step outside