*this is one of my darker pieces. If you read this, please read the explanation at the end of part TWO* thanks.–~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The fresh aroma of lavender
covered the stench of lies
The beautifully situated frames
stifled the chaos of ugly cries.
He was told to be a man,
suck it up, no one needs to know.
So what if daddy was angry?
mom deserved that hard blow.
She told him it was for his own sake,
Look around, this is paradise!
But despite every hand-carved statue,
he felt disdain for his privileged life…
He spent his nights searching
behind every tapestry hung wide,
maybe there would be a secret door,
he could escape from this life…
But, no, everything is pristine.
in that magnificent estate,
in his sickening lonely existence,
he had only one secret escape…
Years ago, he had loosened a brick
from their out-side courtyard fire place.
& lodged his forbidden secrets within
the journal he bricked into that space…
Now, he scurried out & removed the brick
& stealthily removed those precious pages
replacing the brick, he closed his compartment
& crept off, to his place to avoid their rages,
All the fear, anger, & disdain from within
flew onto the undiscovered book he held…
in which, he revealed & witnessed in ink,
all he had been forbidden to tell…
Slowly, the years passed for him.
new statues, & ornaments were bought,
& the perfect got more extravagant,
The horrors grew in the life he was caught…
he had learned to write in tiny little letters
but only had a few pages left in the binding.
At twelve years old, there was no one to stop him
& no one to read the plea he was writing…
As a cold night approached in gray darkness..
Bare knuckles cracked her imploring gaze,
A bottle crashed on the marble floor,
“how dare you to look at me that way!?”
He scurried, pale, scared, and angry…
there was a hateful fire burning within,
“where do you think you’re going?!”
Little boy had no one to protect him.
His journal was all he could think about
it was the only escape he’d ever found.
But a drunk & high angry lord followed
as he fled to retrieve his journal out…