Nothing to see
But the darkness.
Nothing to hear
But the chaos.
Door is shut tight.
Not even daring to look,
Legs drawn to chest;
A soft cry.
Silence;
Has it ended?
Too afraid to look
To prove the truth.
Two names
The cause for it all.
The demise of the beloved
And the fall of the hated.
Shut tightly behind
The closet doors.
Afraid to look
To prove the end.
The little crack;
I can hardly see
But I can hear
The panic and death.
The bell;
Why can't you hear it?
Where are you
My darling brother?
One day
After the peace fell.
I struggle to open the door
Which is stuck fast.
I raise my voice,
But cry as I might
I do not here the voice
Of my darling Nii-san.
Two days after
I cry loudly,
Pounding against the door,
That will not budge.
Come for me,
Answer my cries,
Don't leave me
Alone in the dark.
Day three;
Slowly slipping away,
Tears streaming down,
My already stained cheeks.
Please come take me
Before I slip away.
Come take me
Before I can no longer see you.
Day Four;
Silence in the closet.
The door finally opens,
Inside a small girl.
Huddled against the wall,
The writing covered wall,
Face and kimono soaked with tears.
A diary in hand.
Her sobs still heard
To this day,
Calling for help
To end her loneliness.
Notes:
Nii-san: It is an affection term for Older Brother.
