Upon my pillowcase,

Soaked with salty tears

Is perched a diary,

Filled with forgotten fears

Alongside the terrors

Ring a bell of gold

Inside a marble tower

My story will unfold

Pale stars trail behind

A long forgotton path

Memories are erased

And unto me is wrath

The room echos now

with the haunting voice of me

Calling from the diary

Reaching into night to see

A smudged world

where without my sorrow

Without my love

Life sings bitter and hollow