Dear diary, what is wrong with me?

'cos i'm fine between the lines.

be not afraid.

help is on its way.

a sentence suspended in air, way over there.

Dear diary, what else could it be?

as nightshade descends like a veil, under the sail of my heart.

be still, don't stop unti the end.

Dear diary, what is wrong with me?

'cos i'm fine between the lines