The Diarist کے بول

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.