Sup3rnality

The following was written in my journal. Title: "Journal" 2.18am, 13th April 2004:

I live on these pages
These white, lined pages
My pen builds my house
Constructing in blue ink
Instead of blueprints
I drink from my thoughts
The thoughts that flow here
Forming a sea of blue
Swirling
Swirling
Swirling
No-one knows me here
No-one hurts me here
I am safe
Between these walls
These book-cover walls
No-one sees me
Only I do
I am lonely
I’m afraid I’ll die alone
Open me, find me
I live between these pages.