Black Journal

Torn pages missing from the
journal of her mind;
moments banished from memory,
containing dangerous names and dates-
All of the pages which record the
hurts remain.
Flipping through the volumes of
the years, yellowed emotions surface-
coloured with age, tinted by
forget.
Names surface, anger, tears.
This journal is one of an
angry, sad soul- much read at one
time.
She had forgotten the locked-away
corners of her mind...
And now she remembers why-
they are filled with a darkness,
one she longed to un-learn,
a darkness that holds pain,
tears, blood, and brokenness.
These are the missing pages,
flooding back amidst the
mundane.
Close the book, Lilith,
forget again.
These demons will not break
free.