The Diarist

Relentlessly, skip past the black stains of yesterday
Push through the pages of that've plagued my mind.
My reflection: a shadowed solitude,
A stranger in my own home.

Enraged.
I'm strangled.
I read through the lines,
Begging to find..
One answer decides..
Dear Diary, I've lied

rip it apart, before it sets into consciousness
surrounded by the thought of "becoming."
My deception: empty reflection,
traveling all alone.

Enraged.
I'm strangled.
I read through the lines,
Begging to find..
One answer decides..

Dear Diary, I've lied (to all)
I've cried (for none)
I swear (to you)
I swear I'll burn you alive.

I swear (to you)
I swear I'll burn you alive.