Hundreds of haunting memories,
Of the times I've left behind.
Essays and summaries,
About the life that's been unkind.

Places and faces I've seen,
Some good while some were mean.
Everything written on white paper,
Now has vanished into sky like vapour.

Lessons learned from mistakes,
Saving myself from deep lakes.
Black ink flooded the blank pages,
It felt like my heart's inside cages.

With tears I erase the past,
But hide them from the world.
Neither the pages nor the pain exist,
Of "the diary I burned".