Northern Shoreline

I woke up and it was half past the designated time.
I open the shutting blinds of my one windowed bedroom.
I looked out over the sea to find him sitting there,
in the middle of the bay looking lost and frightened.
How did he get out there so far away from shore?
I still do not know.
I quickly went out and pulled him back in to the coastline.
We took off our shoes outside the house and sat on the place mats
along the floor.
I could see in his eyes he was thankful but curious.
Why would someone like I give him help after everything we've been through.
I gave him hot tea and a bit to eat but he was unhappy.
It occurred to me that this same scene did happen before.
I left the room quickly to retrieve a small dagger from the locking cabinet.
I told him that I was busy and he thanked me briefly and turned to walk out.
I stuck the knife in him as he grabbed a hold of the latch to leave.
He will no longer get lost out at sea.